Tom Petty: The Soundtrack of Generations

There are a few artists that whenever you hear them you are taken back to a certain time in your life. They provide the soundtrack for the happy days, the not so happy days, the angry, pissed off, ain’t gonna take this shit anymore days. Tom Petty was that artist. It hurts to write was because he left a part of himself with us through his music that will always be present. His death last week was unexpected. A blow to those of us who loved his music. Tom Petty…

Elmore James: The King of Slide Guitar

What do you get when you take a broom handle and pair it with an empty lard can and and string some wire across it? The beginnings of a musical career that would influence slide guitarists for decades. Elmore James, born in Richland, MS, on January 27, 1918 taught himself to play bottle neck guitar on a homemade instrument. By fourteen, he was playing country suppers and juke joints around the Delta. Though he liked to stay close to home, he did travel with Robert Johnson, Howlin Wolf, and Sonny…

Big Mama Thornton: Everything Gonna Be Alright

  Today you are in for a treat. You may think you don’t know Willie Mae “Big Mama” Thornton, but you do. Big Mama was the first person to record Hound Dog years before Elvis Presley prettied it up and made it palpable for a white audience. Not only did she record it, she sold 2 million copies in the four years before it was recorded by Elvis and rocketed to fame in the mainstream listening audience. Elvis made millions off Hound Dog. Big Mama made only $500.00. Listen to…

Muddy Waters: They Called Him Mud

Ask about McKinley Morganfield and you’ll probably get a blank stare. But ask about Muddy Waters and you’ll probably get at least a spark of recognition. People may not know exactly who Muddy Waters is or what he did, but the name stills rings familiar. He did something. Muddy Waters gave us the names of two of our most enigmatic rock institutions: Rolling Stone Magazine and The Rolling Stones. Yes, Muddy Waters put his stamp on American blues music and opened the door for the British rock invasion of the…

Wham, Scam, Thank You Ma’am!

Women of a certain age, if they’re being honest, will tell you the first time someone calls you ma’am can be, well damn right annoying. C’mon, I don’t have $1,000.00 of Oil of Olay scattered all over my bathroom for this shit. But you get over it. If you’re from the South, you blame it on “the younguns bein’ raised right.” You accept it. You buy more wrinkle cream and hope for the best. The years go by. You get used to the ma’ams. You think, “Okay, I can live with…