I’m sadder to hear about James Cotton dying (which I wouldn’t have known except for this post) than about Chuck Berry. Granted, Berry was way more influential in the music scene than Cotton. But Chuck got his propers while he was alive. I liked him, only I never bought any of his albums because he was ubiquitous. Cotton’s harp had a happy sound, rollicking in a good way. I still have one of his CDs in the blues section of my collection, a disc that has now travelled across the Pacific Ocean three times. I’m gonna play it tonight in his honour.