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When Howlin’ Wolf [1910-1976] made his trademark entrance the audience went wild. He took the stage crawling on all tours, a fierce Black animal, loosing the ferocious howl that gave him his name. The energy level was enormous, a combination of excitement, fear and fascination that thrilled deep.
Chester Arthur Burnett went on to make musical history in Chicago, where along with Muddy Waters he defined modern “Chicago Blues”, recording countless examples of raunchy, funky, powerhouse emotion.
∇ ‘Shake for Me’ ⇓ (1964)
Sure look good, but it don’t mean a thing to me . . .
I got a hip-shaking woman, shake like a willow tree
You better wait baby, you got back a little too late . . .
I got a cool-shaking baby, shake like jello on a plate
When my baby walk, you know she’s fine and mellow . . .
Every time she stops, her flesh it shake like jello
Oh, shake it baby, shake it for me – Oh, shake lil’ baby, shake it for me
Oh, shake it little baby, shake like a willow tree
Sure look good, but it don’t mean a thing to me . . .
I got a hip-shaking woman, shake like a willow tree
You better wait baby, you got back a little too late . . .
I got a cool-shaking baby, shake like jello on a plate
When my baby walk, you know she’s fine and mellow . . .
Every time she stops, her flesh it shake like jello
Oh, shake it baby, shake it for me . . .
Oh, shake it little baby, shake like a willow tree
∇ ‘Meet Me In The Bottom’ ⇓
I say, meet me in the bottom – Bring me my runnin’ shoes . . .When I jump out the window, I won’t have time to lose
If you see me runnin’ – No, don’t make me late . . .
‘cause I’m comin’ out you woman, and my life is at stake Well now, meet me in the bottom – Bring me my runnin shoes . . .
When I come out your window, I won’t have no time to lose Now if you see me runnin’ [. . . ?]
∇ ‘I’ll Be Back Someday’ ⇓ (1964)
I gotta leave you, I gotta leave you – I gotta go away . . . Think of yourself – I’ll be back someday You know a good friend, a good friend have to part some timeI believe [. . . ?] but don’t let nothin´worry your mind I know your heart got be broken … when I walk away
Don’t let nothin´worry you – I’ll be back someday A good friend, a good friend have to part some time
I’m leavin’ you today – don’t be cryin’
∇ Love Me Darlin’ ⇓ (1964)
Well now tell me darlin’ may I have a talk with you
Wo, tell me darlin’ may I have a talk with you,
because it won’t be long before our true love will be through
Wo, tell me darlin’ am I right or am I wrong
I said tell me darlin’ am I right or am I wrong
I’m determined to know little girl you comin’ home
Come on home baby
Now now listen to me baby while I hold your hand,
don’t want anything from you but be your lovin’ man
Now tell me darlin’ may I have a talk with you,
because the words I have to tell you they will linger through the years
I love you honey
Woh tell me darlin’, may I have a talk with you?
Because it won’t be long before our true love will be through
Judge’s wife cried, ‘Let him go free’ I am a back door man … I am a back door man Cop’s wife cried, ‘Don’t take him down’
I’d rather be dead – Six feets in the ground Killed him for murder, in the first degree
Judge’s wife cried Let him go free I am a back door man – I am a back door man
Well the men don’t know, but little girls understand
When you come home you can eat pork and beansI eats mo’ chicken any man seen I am a back door man – I am a back door man
Well the men don’t know, but the little girls understand …
•→ Sittin’ On Top Of The World ⇔ [lyrics]
Φ The real story of the blues
[a film by Don McGlynn]
· · · Parts . . . ⇒[01] ⇐ . . . ⇒[07]⇐ / ⇒[08]⇐
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¤ John Lee Hooker [1917-2001]
More than any other blues, Hooker’s early music has at its core a deep connection with African musical forms. The constrictions of 12-bar structure do not concern to him, and many of the chords he locates on his guitar are not found in any book. Frequently, with the help of loud amplification, these “bent”, undocumented chords become hypnotic, African-sounding drones.
¤ That’s My Story ← [trailer]
[A film by Jörg Bundschuh]
‘That’s My Story’ is also the title of a famous Hooker song with many autobiographic elements […] The film accompanies him musically through the last six decades by using material from the archives to the latest recordings.
⇒ «Maudie» + «Tupelo, Mississippi» ⇐
♦ ‘Hobo Blues’ ⇓
When I first thought to hobo’in, hobo’in,
I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord
You know I hobo’d, hobo’d, hobo’d, hobo’d,
Hobo’d a long, long way from home, oh Lord
Yes, my mother followed me that mornin’, me that mornin’
She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah
She said my son he’d gone, he’d gone, he’d gone
Yes he’s gone in a, poorsome wear, oh yeah
Yes I left my dear old mother, dear old mother
I left my honor, need a crime, oh Lord
Take care of my child, Take care, take care of my child
◊ ‘Serves Me Right To Suffer’ ⇓
It serves me right to suffer – It serves me right to be alone . . .
You see I’m living in the memory of a day that has passed and gone
Everytime i see a woman – You know it makes me think about mine . . .
You see I’m living in the memory of a woman I’ve left behind
It serves me right to suffer – It serves me right to be alone . . .
Now I’m living in the memory of a woman that has passed and gone
∇ ‘Boogie Chillen’ ⇓
Well my mama she didn’t ‘low me just to stay out all night long
I didn’t care what she didn’t ‘low, I would boogie anyhow
I’m layin’ down one night when mama and papa told me
I heard papa tell mama, «let that boy boogie
it’s in him, and it got to come out»
I felt so good . . . I felt good
went on boogie’n just the same – yeah
When I first came to town people, everybody was talkin’ about the Henry Swing Club
I dropped in there that night
I got there, I say, «Hey – hey – hey!»
They’re havin’ a ball!
Thank you
◊ ‘Blues Before Sunrise’ ⇓
Blues before sunrise, tears standin’ in my eyes … It’s a harder feelin’ boy I do despise Nobody knows what a shape I’m in . . . My wife has left me, left me for another man Seven long years, god knows that time ever since that cruel girl – set along with my wife Blues before sunrise, tears standin’ in my eyes A harder feeling boy I do despise Lost everything … everything I ever owned … For seven long years I tried […?] Blues before sunrise, tear drops in my eyes∇ ‘Boom boom boom’ ⇓
Boom boom boom boom
I’m gonna shoot you right down, right offa your feet
I like it like that – When you talk like that You knock me out, Right off of my feet Oh baby… When she walks that walk and talks that talk,
And whispers in my ear, Tell me that she loves me
I love that talk, That’s baby talk When she talks like that,
she knocks me out, right offa my feet Oh baby, Well baby
•→ ‘One bourbon, One Scotch and One beer‘⇐
One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Hey mister bartender, come here I want another drink and I want it now My baby, she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer And then I sit there Gettin' high Mellow Knocked out Feeling good And by the time I look on the wall At the old clock on the wall By that time It was quarter to eleven I looked down the bar At the bartender He said "Hey! what do you want, Johnny?" One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer Well, my baby she gone, she been gone two night I ain't seen my baby since night before last I want to get drunk till I'm off of my mind One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer And I sit there Gettin' high Stoned Knocked out And by the time I looked on the wall At the old clock again And by that time 'T was a quarter to eleven Last call For alcohol I said "hey, mister bartender!" "Well what do you want?" One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer
∇ ‘This Land is Nobody’s Land’ ↓
This land is no-one land – This land is your buryin’ ground I wonder why they’re fightin’ over this land God made the world – everything within Men against men – they’re fightin’ over this land This land is no-one land – No – Yeah God made this land – everybody equal but they’re fightin’, both day and night They’re killing each other over this land – This deep buryin’ ground I don’t know why – the people – you know […?] This land – No-one land – oh no – No-one land God made this world – everythin’ within He didn’t make it for one man – He made it for everyone I don’t know why they’re fightin’ over this land Mmm… The men, they walked on – deep the buryin’ ground Mmm . . .[song ends at 04’30»]
JLH interviewed ↓
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