Blues, S, & R -- apologies
Apologies, folks.
While visiting my home (down-east Canada) this summer, I became very ill, so "Blue, Rags, & Stomps" had fallen by the wayside. I'll get back to it as I improve.
On the positive side, I'd rather be miserable at the shore in Prince Edward Island than gazing out my townhouse window in Ottawa.
I'm not sure that an enjoyable evening of playing music with friends, and my 96-year-old mother on pump organ, during my illness (no singing as I have no voice) did me any good in the long run, though it lifted my spirits at the time.
I hope the rest of you are in far better shape.
Ranald
Robert Johnson's mother, describing blues musicians:
"I never did have no trouble with him until he got big enough to be round with bigger boys and off from home. Then he used to follow all these harp blowers, mandoleen (sic) and guitar players."
Lomax, Alan, The Land where The Blues Began, NY: Pantheon, 1993, p.14.
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