Bo Diddley was one of the worst shows we ever saw: a discombulated mess of a show where Diddley attempted a horrid anti-drug rap, messed with the sound system grumpily for 45 minutes, and then left a sour crowd wondering what they'd paid for in the first place.
Fortunately, this disastrous show was the exception to the rule. Diddley lived in Archer, Florida, just outside of Gainesville, and could be counted as a local. He died yesterday at the age of 79. At the height of his powers, he was capable of blasting the dirt off a hippie with his guitar-playing.
If the following clip is accurate, that crowd was sparkling clean when he was done with this song.
R.I.P, Bo.