The musical pioneer whose songs, such as “Who Do You Love?” and “Bo Diddley,” melded rhythm and blues and rock ‘n’ roll through a distinctive thumping beat, has died. The cause was heart failure, his family said. I don’t think there is anyone who hasn’t cranked up either of the songs on this video, “Hey, Bo Diddley” and “Bo Diddley”.
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Wow!! Great! The best are the dancing girls!!!!
Great video! Those little girls are taking their frst steps away from the commercial blandness of guys like Pat Boone.
I love the back-up singer with the guitar (matches Bo’s ax), that is a first for me.
Btw, I have to change my name. It just doesn’t groove like Bo’s.
Hey . . . Hugh Diddley. Hey . . Hugh Diddley. Better, but still needs some work!
Thanks for all music Bo Diddley, you made your mark. The sound of your guitar will always have a place in my head.
I saw Bo only once, with a pickup band at a tiny nightclub that was part of a bowling alley in Oak Lawn, Illinois, a suburb of Chicago. The year was around 1985. The backup band was also the opening act, and their opening set was pretty awful. But Bo came walking through the front door with his guitar case in hand, went up on the stage, gestured and played a few riffs to warm up the band, and proceded to deliver one of the 4 or 5 best concerts I’ve ever witnessed, and that includes Zappa shows. George Thorogood, who was in town for his own show at the local enormodome, showed up and sat in the audience, not daring to presume to go up and perform with Diddley. Bo noted his presence from the stage and remarked that George was there to learn a few things. I hope he did; it was a killer performance, full of lewd pulsating rhythms and tear-ass guitar solos.
Yea, Bo is cool. Saw him at the Central Park (NY) bandshell in the late 80s/early 90s maybe…and then last summer my friend asked if I would pick up his family at the airport. A huge pain in the ass but I owed him one. Fortunately, the payoff was that Bo Diddley disembarked from the very same plane (from Sweden). Normally I would never bother a famous person, but after dealing with the hellish task I followed him and thanked him for his music. He stuck out his hand and gave me a good grip, seemingly pleased by my comments. RIP BO!
I saw Bo in 1987, a mere week or two before my high school graduation. Me and a few friends went to see him at the Peabody Hotel in Orlando (the show was on a big tennis court, if you can believe that). Bo kicked ass and his band was fantastic. What a blast.
Bo’s influence on rock and roll cannot be overstated.