¤ Son Seals [1942-2004]
A strong series of six more successful Alligator releases followed through the 1980s and 1990s, growing Son’s audience from a few hundred into many thousands. His reputation as a charismatic live performer and a fiercely individual songwriter took him from playing in small clubs to headlining international blues festivals.
Minor C Blues Lesson ⇑
◊ ‘On My Knees’ ↓
I‘m on my knees [. . . ?] baby please . . . So baby please – baby please – come back to me Cause I’m alone – And all day long I think of you . . . Baby please – baby please – come back to me I’m alone – And all day long I’m thinking of you . . . So baby please – baby please – come back to me I sit and cry – said, all day long I sing the blues . . . So baby please – baby please – come back to me♦ ‘The Sky is Crying’ ↓ [1987]
The sky is cryin’ – Look at the tears roll down the street
You know that the sky is cryin’ – Look at the tears roll down the street
You know that I’ve been looking for my baby and I wonder where can she be
Lord, I saw my woman early one morning and she was walking on down the street . . .
You know it hurt me so bad – made my poor heart skip a beat
I’ve got a bad feelin’ now that my woman she don’t love me no more
A bad bad bad bad bad feelin’ that my woman don’t love me no more
You know that the sky’s cryin’ – Lord, the tears roll down my nose
◊ ‘Before The Bullets Fly’ ↓
You know I hate to leave you babe But I just can’t waste my time…. Well you’ve got this jealous husband And I’m too young to die, I must move on away from here Just before the bullets fly I’ve always been a gambler Takin’ chances all my life…. Always smashin’ those love affairs Just like shootin’ dice, I staged the game girl That’s what keeps me satisfied I bet I can leave it in the nick of time Just before the bullets fly [Solo] I lost my first bet when I was twenty-one Found myself in New Orleans on the wrong end of a gun…. The stakes keep getting higher… But somehow I survive, By knowin’ when the need became Just before the bullets fly You know I hate to leave you babe But I just can’t waste my time…. Well you’ve got this jealous husband And I’m too young to die, I’d better move on away from here Just before the bullets fly♦ ‘Don’t Lie To Me’ ⇓ [2001]
There’s two kind of people I just can’t stand: evil-hearted women and a lyin’ man Don’t you lie to me – Now don’t you lie to me You know it makes me mad – evil as a man can be You told me that you loved me long time ago The fellow that you got – You don’t want him no more Don’t you lie to me – Now don’t you lie to me You know it makes me mad – evil as a man can be . . .◊ ‘Dear Son’ ↓ [«Lettin’ Go» _2000]
I’ve been out on the road a mighty long time Could’t wait to get back home to see that old woman of mine But I finally got there – I found a letter instead I picked it up and read it and […?] what it said: Dear son, I’m sorry baby, I’m moving on . . . Well, I hope that you’ll understand I found another man, dear son. Tried to figure out where she went – I didn’t have a clue She not only took her […?] car, but she took het […] too The only thing that’s left behind, written by her hand, I picked up the old sad note – I read those words again: Dear son, I’m sorry baby, I’m moving on . . . Well, I hope that you’ll understand I found another man, dear son. […?] that she was different – A little quiet, a little shy Till that day that she went off – ‘I found another guy’ I didn’t know what I did to make her disappear To leave me with this lousy note, cryin’ in my bed Dear son, I’m sorry baby, I’m moving on . . . Well, I hope that you’ll understand I found another man, dear son. Now if you ever see her, make sure you treat her right Don’t be always travellin’ – Make sure that old man died And don’t ever let her catch you with […?] cause you’ll end up with a note, a note […?] Dear son, I’m sorry baby, I’m moving on . . . Well, I hope that you’ll understand I found another man, dear son.÷ ÷ ÷ ÷ ÷ ÷
¤ MAGIC SLIM [1937-2013]
Born Morris Holt in Torrence, Mississippi, he took an early interest in music, singing in the church choir, and fashioning a guitar for himself with baling wire from a broom, which he nailed to the wall. «Mama whooped me for that», recalls Magic Slim […]
When Magic Slim was 11, he moved to Grenada, Mississippi, where he met and became friends with Magic Sam, who gave him a few pointers on guitar. Years later the two would hook up again in Chicago, where Magic Sam would have a major influence on Magic Slim’s career. When Magic Slim made his first trip to Chicago in 1955, Magic Sam offered his friend encouragement, letting Magic Slim play bass in his band and even giving the then lanky Magic Slim his nickname. But Magic Slim found it rough going on the highly competitive blues scene and returned, discouraged, to Mississippi to perfect his craft. Demonstrating his characteristic determination, Magic Slim spent the next five years practicing guitar and teaching his younger brothers, Nick and Douglas (Lee Baby) to play bass and drums. Confident in his abilities, Magic Slim returned to Chicago and established himself as a formidable player on the scene.
In 1967, Magic Slim put his own band together called The Teardrops, which included his younger brothers. In 1972, Magic Slim began playing regularly at a tiny South Side club called Florence’s. In the mid-70’s Magic Slim began to hit his stride as a guitarist, performer, bandleader, and recording artist, launching a career that has taken him across the country and overseas to national and international recognition and acclaim. Magic Slim began touring Europe, where his rough and tumble authenticity was well appreciated. By the late 1980’s he was also touring Japan and South America. On his first trip to Brazil in 1989, he became an instant hero, appearing on television, in a dozen magazine articles and every major newspaper in the country. Magic Slim recorded many albums and won six times the W.C. Handy Award.
• ‘Walking The Dog’ ↑
Baby’s back, dressed in black – Silver buttons, all down her back
High, low, tippytoe – She broke the needle and she can’t sew
Walking the dog – Walking the dog
And if you don’t know how to do it I’ll show you how to walk the dog
Asked my mother for 15 cents – See the elephant jump the fence
Jumped so high, he touched the sky – Never came down till the 4th of July
Walking the dog . . .
Baby baby, watch your trail – How does your garden grow
You got silver bells, and you got cockle shells
Pretty maids all in a row
Walking the dog . . .
• ‘I Can’t Hold Out’ ↑
Talk to me baby on the telephoneStop what you’re doing and come on home
I can’t hold out, I can’t hold out too long I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone She said, «Baby you can run, you can walk or fly
you know that I love you, you’re my heart’s desire»
I can’t hold out, I can’t hold out too long I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone Talk to me baby, Talk to me baby . . .
I get a real good feeling talking to you on the phone . . .
♦ MS & the Teardrops ↓ ‘I Like The Older Women’ [2012]
I like the older women – The young women, they just don’t understand . . .
I like the older women, and you know it, right? The young women, they just don’t understand
∞ with Keb’ Mo’ ⇔ [Vienna_2012]
♦ with Blue Jeans ↓ «I’m a Bluesman»
I got the Blues, deep down in my heart…
I love you baby, please don´t let us apart,
I´m gonna play the blues,
Play the blues from my heart…
It´s out of me, baby can´t you see,
I´m gonna play the blues baby,
Deep down in my heart, you see..
I´m gonna play the blues
Play the blues from my heart. …..
I got the blues, deep down in my heart..
I love you baby, please don´t let us apart,
I´m gonna play the blues,
Play the blues from my heart…
÷ ÷ ÷ ÷ ÷ ÷
¤ Melvin Taylor
Chicago-based guitarist Melvin Taylor ← is equally adept playing jazz or blues, but in the last few years, he’s forged a name for himself as a blues guitarist with a slew of releases for Evidence Music.
◊ voodoo daddy ↓
I’m (so) in love with a Louisiana woman but her daddy just don’t agree . . .
Yes, I’m so afraid of that man … just puts a spell on me.
He’s a voodoo daddy – He’s tryin’ to give the best of me . . .
And if I keep messin’ with his daughter, you know, I might find myself dead . . .
Whatever dad is doing, I can feel it getting next to me . . .
I can feel the [ … ? ] in my eyes – His voodoo is really workin’ on me . . .
Yes, he’s evil … Yes, he’s really evil …
And if I keep messin’ with his daughter, you know, I might find myself dead
∇ Matchbox Blues ⇓
Hey sometimes I wonder would a matchbox hold my clothes . . .
Well, I ain’t got so many matches but I got so far to go
I had a dream that I was lucky but I woke up cold in hand, yeah . . .
Sometimes I wonder [ . . . ]
Hey sometimes I wonder would a matchbox hold my clothes . . .
Well, I ain’t got so many baby but I got so far to go
If you got a good woman, you better pin her to your side . . .
‘cause if she flag my train, I’m bound to let her ride
♦ Melvin Taylor and the Slack Band ⇓ [2002]
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