Too Close Together

I’ve been making occasional posts at a place called Open Salon. I went over there a while back to visit Steve. In order to comment on his posts, I had to register, and registration, which is free, comes with a blog space, and well, put a blog space in front of me and I’ll fill it. I must be wired that way. I first posted over there in mid-September, but I’ve neglected to mention this to my regular readers here at 27th Street. I don’t know why. My posts over there aren’t that much different than my posts over here, except that they’re dominated by text. How strange that I’ve kept this from you, gentle readers. It reminds me of the old joke about the guy who has two girlfriends, Kate and Edith. They each find out and get together to beat him up. The moral of the story is that you can’t have your Kate and Edith too.

My occasional posts over there don’t get a lot of play. There are a few people who read them and fewer people who comment. Open Salon allows readers to indicate their approval of individual posts by pressing a “rate” button. I have scant few of those under my belt.

One thing I like about Open Salon is that the front page is put together like a newspaper featuring various posts on the system. There are opportunities to answer “calls for submissions” as well. I don’t know how long I’ll continue to post over there or how frequently, but you’re all welcome to pop over and check the place out.

Although I don’t mention it very often, regular readers know that I’m also an occasional contributor to the blues blog, SqueezeMyLemon. Check it out sometime.

Here’s Sonny Boy Williamson performing Too Close Together…embedding is disabled, so you’ll have to click a second time to watch it on YouTube. Mr. Williamson wrote some of my favourite blues ever.

My Castle’s Rockin’

As some of you know, my friend Fitzgerald is kind enough to allow me to post from time to time over at his fine blues blog, SqueezeMyLemon. This morning I featured Alberta Hunter, live. These performances were recorded when Ms. Hunter was in her 80s. She returned to music after a career in nursing. The hospital she worked for retired her, and she wasn’t much for sitting around being retired. She became quite popular after John Hammond from Columbia Records started recording her.

I’ve been familiar with Alberta Hunter’s later music for many years, but I don’t think I’ve heard any of her pre-retirement work. Perhaps Barberella has some? Meanwhile, pop over to SqueezeMyLemon and check out Ms. Hunter’s mature work.

The Hound

I posted a couple videos by Hound Dog Taylor over at SqueezeMyLemon this morning. He was a tremendously energized player. When I hear his music, I think of something I heard Utah Phillips say on some recording or another: “I prefer a rude vigor to a polished banality”.

Is you is…or is you ain’t…

Join me over at SqueezeMyLemon* to rock with Louis Jordan and his Tympany Five. My dad used to talk about this band a lot. He really liked the big sax sound and the boogie-woogie beat.

Ramblin on my mind…

Join me over at SqueezeMyLemon to listen to folksinging great Ramblin Jack Elliott. It seems that many people I talk to these days don’t even know who Mr. Elliott is, but geez Louise he’s a voice that caught my attention way back when I was a young anchovy. He’s a link to another time in America, and I’m very excited that he’s scheduled to ramble back to Toronto next month for the first time in five years. We’ll be there. Maybe we’ll see you.