"I make the guitar say what I say", R.L. Burnside, Junior Kimbrough, Mississippi Fred McDowell and Mark Quinn

Lately I'm kind of blindly feeling my way to new records. I've been getting the itch and then finding the sounds to scratch it. I'm very rarely going with what I know these days, or maybe I'm just flushing out and combing over all the odds and ends of my favorite genres. What ever it is, I'm pushing for fresh musical experiences, and I have this blog and you all to thank for that. 

So here we go- about a month ago I stumbled across, a style of Blues that hails from North Mississippi Juke Joints that consists of a certain feel rather then style(if that makes any sense at all). Stylistically one of the clinchers for me is the element of the electric slide guitar and a heavy boots on the stairs style bass drum. Perfect example here:

R.L. Burnside's Rollin' & Tumblin'

*Burnside went to prison in 1959 for killing a man at a Dice game, here's what he had to say about it:

"I didn't mean to kill nobody ... I just meant to shoot the sonofabitch in the head. Him dying was between him and the Lord."

here is another: 

See My Jumper Hanging on the Line

caution! if you go Album hunting, the later releases have some hip hop remixes on them which fucking suck.

Another real special guy is Junior Kimborough, apparently his tombstone reads, "the beginning and end of all music."

I Cried Last Night:

 













careful this hole just keeps getting deeper >>>>>>>>>>

Meet Me in the City

Well I Done Got Old

I Gotta Try you Girl

(Instrumental) Most Things Haven't Worked Out

what are you doing for the next 10 minutes... and if you don't have 10 minutes then wait until you do this needs one of those patient listens, it's subtle and you'll miss it if you are in a rush

Lord, Have Mercy on Me

Alright now that I got that out of my system and into yours I guess I will just keep going with Mississippi and Blues and this is moving to a more traditional sound but this is magic:

Mississippi Fred Mcdowell, Baby Please Don't Go

and, Fred Mcdowell's Blues

this is where I sign off for the night but since I'm up this week I think I will be posting a few more, so much pressure. Last thing, I am voting for this image to be the one for our page. It is from English Artist Mark Quinn and it is his self portrait cast in his own blood. It's his frozen blood, and it's on display in a specially designed freezer, but despite their best attempts at keeping it intact it's melting or bleeding depending on which way you look at it. I am worthless at changing our photo so if you chaps and gal agree, someone will have to help me with that.

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