Yeah, "gifted" should've stayed an adjective, like the good lord intended. I don't really love "blessed," either. Sounds a little holier-than-wow. Sure beats, "gifted," though! Love the Wolf, though. First time a Chicago blues voice really caught my ear, it was his, in '68, when my big sister turned me on to that Super Super Blues Band album he did with Bo and Muddy - the one with the backup singers screeching "Wooooooo!" on every cut (for some reason).