Johnny Winter is a man of few words. The Texas-raised blues-guitar legend is in Sweden during the last days of May, riding on his tour bus, searching for the band’s hotel.
“Fine,” “going fine” and “real good” are some of the answers Winter offers to questions. He’s not impolite or gruff when answering. Just to the point. But then again, Winter doesn’t have to say much; his guitar playing has always done the talking for him.
Everything’s relative. And so, given that the film ruling the box office two weekends ago is about Americans encouraged by their own government to indulge their homicidal urges one night a year — we’re talking about The Purge — it’s tempting to hail the clueless young burglars in The Bling Ring, by comparison, as veritable humanitarians.