Everyday it becomes more obvious the two things most humans share in common are love of music and love of food.
The blues is my business and business is good. (Etta James and others)
Or maybe you have. Who am I to judge? Anyway…
Over the years I have been a huge fan of several bands I felt sure would hit the big-time. Some have and some haven’t. It’s a pretty hard and fast rule that when you love an unknown band and they hit it big some of the lustre immediately wears off. I remember listening to REM back in the early 80’s, and there was something cool about knowing something other music fans didn’t. Then, after the world woke up to them, things changed. I went from watching them along with a couple hundred other fans in a Springfield, Ohio gymnasium to watching them in 20,000 seat arenas. Trust me, there’s nothing more annoying than sitting beside some idiot screaming “SHINY HAPPY PEOPLE!” Sing SHINY HAPPY PEOPLE!” when all you want to hear is some of the early stuff like “Gardening at Night” or “Pretty Persuasion.” Sidenote: REM doesn’t play that song anymore. Thank you Lord/Michael Stipe. Continue reading The Best Bands You’ve Never Heard
Nobody loves me but my mother and she could be jivin’ too! (B.B. King)
Most people you run into at a blues festival are only familiar with the big names in the genre. They’re all familiar with Muddy, B.B., and Buddy but they get a perplexed twist on their faces when the names R.L., Junior, or Mississippi Fred are mentioned.
R.L. is R.L. Burnside, Junior is Junior Kimbrough, Continue reading North MS Blues is Alive
“I heard papa tell mama, let that boy boogie-woogie, it’s in him, and it got to come out.” John Lee Hooker, Boogie Chillun’
In the world of the blues there are legends and then there are LEGENDS. David “Honey Boy” Edwards was a LEGEND. At the age 96 he was still making the rounds, singing his songs and telling his stories about women, drinking white whiskey, gambling, rambling, and never knowing he was writing himself into the pages of blues history.
After the passing of Pinetop Perkins, age 98, in March of this year, Continue reading The Last Man Standing, Isn’t Anymore
First off, I’m the new kid here at The Store. Chopper invited me in, which could be the biggest mistake of his life. Come to think of it, knowing Chopper as I do that’s not likely. The mistake of inviting me here would be small potatoes compared to some of his historic screw-ups. Just kiddin’ Chop. Sort of.
Anyway, as some of you may know I maintained a couple of websites for a while, one a rock music site and the other a sports site. I ultimately became bored as I’m prone to do and let them die a slow and painful death. Still, Chopper liked some of my stuff and had me over to the General Store. So here I am. Below Continue reading Stroh’s With Steven and Joe, A Beach Boy Trying to Steal my Girl, Plastered Kansans, and Getting Out Alive
“I woke up this mornin’ feelin’ like a penny waitin’ on change.”
The final day of the 2011 Heritage Bluesfest was threatened by rain but by the time the major acts were due to appear the rain clouds had passed, the cooling breeze picked up and the thermometer dropped a few notches.
The day’s performers of note included a group called Southern Hospitality, Kenny Neal, and the star of stars in the world of blues, Buddy Guy.
Turns out, Southern Hospitality was a brand new incarnation of Continue reading Wheeling Heritage Bluesfest, Day Three, 2011
Several years ago, before Don Imus got his tit caught in a public relations wringer and was canned from MSNBC, I was a devout fan of his morning program. It was just edgy enough to sate my irreverent sense of humor and bring forth a few laugh out loud moments most mornings.
Through Imus I was introduced to several people I’ve come to greatly admire and enjoy. That list includes Delbert McClinton, Continue reading Kinky is Kinky for Perry
Day two of the 2011 Wheeling Heritage Bluesfest began with some very slight rain showers but nothing like what had been predicted. By opening gate time the skies had cleared, the temperature reached the mid-eighties, and the humidity soared into the ionosphere. I decided to do explore Wheeling in the AC of my van and not got the festival until the early evening.
I arrived at the fest around 5 p.m. when Zac Harmon was just taking the stage. I found a seat in the shade, broke out my laptop and spent some time Continue reading Wheeling Heritage Bluesfest, Day Two, 2011
When it comes to music festivals I’m a relative newcomer. However, of those I have attended, the annual Wheeling Heritage Bluesfest ranks at the top. Not only is the entertainment superb but the hospitality and accommodation is even better.
The venue is in downtown Wheeling aside the Ohio River, easy to get in and out of, adequate and Continue reading Wheeling Heritage Bluesfest, Day One, 2011