“Port Talbot is a steel town, where everything is covered with gray iron ore dust. Even the beach is completely littered with dust, it's just black. The sun was setting, and it was quite beautiful. The contrast was extraordinary, I had this image of a guy sitting there on this dingy beach with a portable radio, tuning in these strange Latin escapist songs like 'Brazil.' The music transported him somehow and made his world less gray.” WorldMadeBeautifulGuySongBlackSunStrangeSittingTownsExtraordinaryRadioSettingSettingsDustBeachIronLatinCoveredGrayContrastSteelPortBrazilTuningEscapistsIron Ore Author:Terry Gilliam
“I always liked the steel guitar. I also love the guys that play the bottleneck. But I could never do it; I never made it do what I want. So every time I would pick up the guitar, I'd shake my hand and trill it a bit. For some strange reason my ears would say to me that sounds similar to what those guys were doing. I can't pick up the guitar now without doing it. So that's how I got into making my sound. It was nothing pretty. Just trying to please myself. I heard that sound.” WantTryingMadeI CanReasonPlayHandsGuyBitsSoundHeardStrangePleasePicksEarsGuitarMade ItShakesSteelBottlenecksTrill Author:B. B. King