“I would often have to sing aloud while arranging these songs and sometimes I would look around and find an audience of two or three guys listening to my practicing. Once, while improvising in the gang shower where I was granted the privilege to practice, I looked up and saw the Birdman of Alcatraz standing watching me strum. I’d seen him in the corridor walking to and fro but had never exchanged words with him. I said, ‘Hi, Birdman,’ addressing him as I’d heard other do. He just smiled, then turned and walked away” (Chuck Berry: The Autobiography, 1987).
Chuck Berry “No Particular Place to Go”
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