When I was a little kid my mother used to sing. When I was 4 yrs old she was cutting an album with Joe Fingers Carr so the blues became part of my life. I sat on his piano bench while he played and felt his music vibrating through me.
Where I lived there was a large empty lot right next to my house. Every Summer a group of Gospel singers would set up a revival tent and sing to high heaven. The whole block rocked. People inside accepted me with loving arms and once a lady sat me on her lap and comforted me from the heat with her straw fan. I got in trouble for crawling under the back flap of their tent but I just couldn't stay away and getting yelled at was worth it.
Now the blues are deep my heart and soul. Since I discovered YouTube I will enjoy building playlists of the stuff that makes me who I am. My own uploads aren't ready yet but they are on the way. Thanks for sharing.
When I was a little kid my mother used to sing. When I was 4 yrs old she was cutting an album with Joe Fingers Carr so the blues became part of my life. I sat on his piano bench while he played and felt his music vibrating through me.
Where I...