We dont usually accept these submissions. But this was, er, priceless.
Monday, May 12, 2014
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Remembering Little Walter
I was driving around tonight and heard some great music on
the car radio. I thought it might be Little Walter. It was Sugar Ray Norcia
doing Walter's Mean Old World. Turns out
there is a tribute record to Little Walter just out…it was recorded live and includes
Billy Boy Arnold (a great player who was contemporary with Walter, and who doesnt lay down recording tracks too much), the great
Charlie Musselwhite, Sugar Ray, and
others. Ray is from Providence and had
a band with Ronnie Earl way back, and has just gotten better and better. The
cool thing about the concert/recording is that all these guys were able to just
riff on Walter as homage – other nights somebody might say they were copping
riffs – but the Blues Pope gave the absolution here. Little Walter would have
been 80 two weeks ago, if he hadn’t been beaten up in an alley a long time ago
(the 60s).Sigh. I heard this on the Holly Harris Sat Night Blues show on WUMB.
She was and still is a really great DJ - was kind of in Meg Kramer's shadow in
the old days of Boston Blues Radio. But her show is a great conglomeration of
blues music. I know you guys are probably out painting the town on Sat nights,
but if you run out of paint, check out Holly's show, which is on the Web as
well as the air.
Friday, May 09, 2014
Sunnyland Train rendered by John Sinclair
This is a version of Sunnyland Train that John Sinclair recorded with Ted Drozdowski. He took some from the Sunnyland Blues and mixed with the great Robert Palmer. I am more partial to a version he did that was produced by genius Andre Williams (Jailbait).
This is a version of Sunnyland Train that John Sinclair recorded with Ted Drozdowski. I am more partial to a version he did that was produced by genius Andre Williams (Jailbait).
http://www.amazon.com/Sunnyland-Train/dp/B008PSSFVU/
Sunday, May 04, 2014
From the vaults again - Sunny Derby Day
On a sunny Derby Day
Milwaukee
the East Side
up by the pagoda-looking gas station
around 1971
got lost
got lost just
a few blocks from home.
Then, what happened?
The Milwaukee River ran like serpin-turpen-tine....
Click to read the rest of the poem.
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