Last night's episode of Martin Scorsese's The Blues -- The Road to Memphis, directed by Richard Pearce -- was quite fantastic. Leaving aside all the wonderful, uplifting and educational aspects of this dual documentary on the seperate journeys of B.B. King and Bobby Rush, I must say that the memory likely every viewer will carry with them is that of Rush's back-up singer, who ought to give classes on ass-shaking. (Lesson One: How to Stand Perfectly Still and Let Your Ass Do All the Work.)

Johno on Blogcritics posts a fitting tribute.