Saturday, March 10, 2007

Corrina Blues - Blind Lemon Jefferson

Today I'm posting the lyrics of blind Lemon Jefferson's "Corrina Blues". It's more of a medley with the first part being mostly "See, See Rider", but never mind. This song has been haunting me over the last couple of days, and I haven't been able to get it out of my head. Jefferson had a terrific voice,and marvellous execution. If you get a chance you should listen to this one.


See see rider you see what you done done
Made me love you now your friend has gone
Made me love you now your friend has gone
Well you made me love you now your friend has gone

A great tall engine and a little small engineer
Got the woman away lord and left me standing here
Got the woman away lord and left me standing here
Got the woman away lord and left me standing here

If I had of listened to my second mind
I don't believe I'd have bin here, wringing my hand and cryin'
I don't believe I'd have bin here, wringing my hand and cryin'
I don't believe I'd have bin here, wringing my hand and cryin'

Ain't no more potatoes, the frost have killed the vine
The blues ain't nothing but a good woman on your mind
Well the blues ain't nothing but a good woman on your mind
Well the blues ain't nothing but a good woman on your mind

I done told you woman, I been telling your partner too
You're three times seven and you know what you wanna do
You're three times seven you know what you wanna do
Well you're three times seven you know what you wanna do

Have you seen Corrina, tell her to hurry home
I ain't had no true love since Corrine bin gone
I ain't had no true love since Corrine bin gone
I ain't had no true love since Corrine bin gone

Sunday, March 4, 2007

What are the Blues?

People talk about the blues all the time, but what are the blues? There are a lot of
different answers to a question like that. Some people will see the blues in technical terms, for these people chord progressions and "blue notes" will be what the blues are. Others will be likely to talk in terms of history, of the days of slavery and "plantation hollers". Some may have other views. The legendary Son House described the blues in terms of the pain that can only come from love gone wrong. To quote House:

...there ain't but one kind of blues, and that consists of between male and female that's in love. Two people supposed to be in love. And one or the other deceives the other who they love. Sometimes that kind of blues will make you even kill one another or do anything, that kind of love. It goes here, this side (puts his hand on heart) that's where the blues started...

With that poignant statement, he manages to capture the very essence of it all. But before dismissing the other aspects entirely, it is worthwhile taking a moment to look at them.




www.learnabouttheblues.com

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Blues by Podcast

I was showing a friend how to use the iTunes shop the other day, when I stumbled across the "Blues Shop Podcast." This is a great site, run by Josh Jones. After subscribing I downloaded the most recent podcast which included 30 minutes of terrific, contemporary blues. The best part of all was that it cost nothing (who said there's no such thing as a free lunch).

The range of music I got was impressive too. Geographically, there was material from as far afield as Brazil and Australia as well as more likely places like Mississippi. Not only that, but every flavour of blues was represented; from acoustic piedmont blues through electric chicago blues and even some blues/rock from Australia.

Well done Josh! Keep up the good work.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Freddie King and Eric Clapton - who needs duelling banjos?

How does one make the transition from being a die hard rock fan to searching for rare, scratchy old folk blues tracks on iTunes? For me it was the penetrating solos of Jimmy Page and Eric Clapton - music that could touch your soul.

As a 20 year old guitar wannabe, the only blues artists I knew about were the Kings (BB, Albert and Freddie). These were the electric bluesmen, who let their guitars do a lot of the talking. It took a lot of searching to find good blues records in New Zealand in the early 80's. Freddie King's "Stayin' Home with the Blues" was one of the first blues albums I ever bought, and it still has a special place in my heart.

It introduced me to "Sweet Home Chicago", a song which seems to have been mandatory for every blues man to try at some point. Freddie's version remains my favourite, with the possible exception of the Robert Johnson original. King had a powerful voice, and his vocals, along with his elegant guitar soloing made songs like "Woman Across the River", "T'aint Nobody's Business If I Do" and "Sugar Sweet" classics that stayed in my head for years.

But the song that really made an impression was "Further on up the Road". Apart from the lyrics (further on up the road, someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me), which give me some consolation every time something goes wrong in my life, there is the guitar work. The climax of the song is a guitar duel between Freddie and Eric Clapton, which climaxes with Eric playing one of the best solos of all time.

I lost the album somewhere along the way, but was thrilled when I found it last night on iTunes. I guess as you get older and start raising a family, things like record collections disappear into the garage, never to see the light of day again. There was a Clapton quote on the cover, which makes a poignant eulogy for Freddie (apologies if this isn't entirely accurate, I'm quoting from memory here):

"... he taught me just about everything I needed to know, when and when not to make a stand, when and when not to show your hand, and most important of all: how to make love to a guitar"

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Sonny Boy Williamson II - Bring it on Home

For my first review, I'm going to look at "Bring it on Home" which is a beautiful example of the blues harp in action. The interplay between the vocal and harp brings out the best in both of them. For anyone seriously considering playing blues harp, listening to this recording is a must.

The first thing to remember when listening to Sonny Boy is that he plays the harmonica AND sings. Obviously it is not possible to do both these things at the same time, and so the overall layout of the piece is in a "question and answer" style. Each line Sonny Boy sings is answered by a harp riff; complementing the vocal line. This is a common device in blues. When Williamson sings the line "Baby", he is answered by the plaintive wail of the harp, echoing "baby". The technique is simple, but the execution is perfect. Not only does the harmonica cry out "baby", but it does it in such a way that what we hear is a train whistle in the distance. From this point, each line is answered with a series of staccato 'chugs', as the illusion of the train is kept going.

When I say the piece is simple, don't fall in to the trap of thinking it would be easy to play. Williamson was a master of his craft and the performance here was perfect, a fact underlined by the haunting tremelo effect used as the music fades out. For my money, this is one of the best pieces of blues harp you'll find anywhere.

For more information on Sonnyboy (including a video clip), try Sonny Boy's Lonesome Cabin.