“Nobody loves me but my Momma. And she might be jivin’ too.”
Do you know da blues? If not, that sole little line gives you just a taste of the blues. Let’s explore a few more such lyrics to broaden your view.
Thanks to my Dad, I’ve loved the blues from a very early age. The driving beat of the drum, the deep thump of a bass, the moaning, wailing, cry of a lead guitar all backing a story of blues; a down and out, downer of a story that somehow still makes you feel good. Even if only because, as you listen and jive along, you realize every blues singer in the world must be sadder than you.
Now, “some folks say the blues ain't bad, must not have been these worried blues they had”“If it wasn’t for bad luck, I wouldn’t have no luck at all”
“You got to suffer if you want to sing the blues”
And “If you don’t dig the blues, you gotta a hole in your soul”
My business trip to the east coast this week was supposed to be quick - fly out