
And in the evening, when the sun´s gone down and it´s cooled off a bit, I love to play me some of that old blues. There´s nothing better than sitting on your porch late at night, drink in hand and stars overhead, listening to the masters from the Delta or the windy city. So here´s another tenpack, filled to the brim with blues treasures I´ve been digging recently. First one who writes in to tell me which famous band stole That´s No Way To Get Along gets the For The Sake Of The Song Crossroads award... [...]

( pic via ) More straight-up gospel than last week's , except where it isn't. It keeps an eye on the afterlife, there's the whiff of a narrative... though I wouldn't pay too much attention to themes or stories as I liberally appropriated any directional intent for the cause. (The Staples' classic is now, of course, about nothing but Chevrolet automobiles.) Not much in the way of brimstone, though it's hard not to admire Reverend Nix' bald contempt for his congregation. Of the belters in these 80 minutes - Coates, Mahalia, that [...]

It is said that the universe is in a fine balance. (though by whom, I am unsure) For everything good that happens, something bad equals it out. (I wonder, does the fact that I put the good/bad that way around suggest a pessimistic outlook?) So for every instrumental track I posted yesterday, I feel it's only appropriate that I re-balance the universe by posting an equal amount of pure vocal tracks. Just call me The Equilibrium-ator. Or don't. (I think I'd prefer if you didn't) [...]