Buddy Guy Quotes

I love the life I live, I live the life I love.

Everyone thinks because you're from the south you know everyone down there, but it's not like that; I never knew nothing about no Mississippi.

Blues musicians don't retire. They drop.

They say the blues is sad, but when B.B. sings 'I got a sweet little angel, I love the way she spreads her wings,' that don't sound too sad to me!

I said, I'm going to stand up and somebody is going to pay attention to me.

Standing between these two guys you'd have to be me to know how I'm feelin'!

Blues is like American Express. I don't leave home without it.

I was denied a record contract for 15 years, so I'm not going to be too picky about what I do. I don't have the juice to say no too many times.

I'm going through a divorce now. This is the second one, and like baseball, I'm not gonna get three strikes. I've been living by myself for five years and I'm very comfortable. I can play my guitar when I want to.

I've never missed a gig yet. Music makes people happy, and that's why I go on doing it - I like to see everybody smile.

What I do is when I go to the stage I forget about me.

It's kind of hard to keep going sometimes but you just have to believe in what you are and what you can do and that's the way to success.

I learn everything I play by listening to somebody else.

They just said, 'Roll the tape.' No rehearsal or nothing ... Muddy [Waters] didn't come in and say 'I wanna rehearse.' He used to look at me and say 'Let's just play the blues. That's all you need to do.

Why did they keep changing guitars and amplifiers when they were perfect? They did the same things with cars, if you ask me. They forgot how to make them right, because they focused on style and bells and whistles.

Don't be the best in town. Just try to be the best until the best come around.

When you catch me playing something at home, it's somebody else's stuff where I can what we call steal licks from, and that's how I taught myself how to play.

So here I am - a 75-year-old man sitting on a bar stool in a blues club, trying to figure out exactly how I got here. Any way you look at it, it's a helluva story.

Your mind is on vacation and your mouth is working overtime.

Listen to the lyrics - we're singing about everyday life: rich people trying to keep money, poor people tying to get it, and everyone having trouble with their husband or wife!

Even the disc jockeys are saying, if I play your record, I made you. You got to play for me free.

The jazz and blues clubs are like the jazz and blues musicians - they're disappearing.

Never be the best in town. Just be the best 'til the best come around.