Hound Dog Taylor (AKA Theodore Roosevelt Taylor, 1915-1975) and the Houserockers (Brewer Phillips, guitar; Ted Harvey, drums), “Taylor’s Rock” (H.D. Taylor), live, Ann Arbor Blues Festival, 1973
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voices in the wind
the withered field’s
crows
—Kobayashi Issa, 1763-1827 (translated from Japanese by David G. Lanoue)
Buddy Guy, “First Time I Met the Blues” (E. Montgomery), 1960
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lagniappe
random sights
yesterday, Oak Park, Ill.
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I had been hungry, all the Years – My Noon had Come – to dine – I trembling drew the Table near – And touched the Curious Wine – ‘Twas this on Tables I had seen – When turning, hungry, Home I looked in Windows, for the Wealth I could not hope – for Mine – I did not know the ample Bread – ‘Twas so unlike the Crumb The Birds and I, had often shared In Nature’s – Dining Room – The Plenty hurt me – ’twas so new – Myself felt ill – and odd – As Berry – of a Mountain Bush – Transplanted – to a Road – Nor was I hungry – so I found That Hunger – was a way Of Persons outside Windows – The Entering – takes away –
This guy, whom I worked with in the 1970s, co-producing this track and a few others for Alligator Records (Living Chicago Blues, Vol. 1), just turned ninety. One of my sons, now older than I was then, heard him the other night at a Chicago club, where, he said, his guitar playing was “robust.” How wonderful to be ninety years old and robust. How wonderful, too, to be able to share music with a son.
“Breaking up Somebody’s Home” (T. Matthews, A. Jackson), 1978
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Here he is forty years later.
“People Get Ready” (C. Mayfield), “That’s All Right,” Chicago, 2018