Showing posts with label blues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blues. Show all posts

Saturday, September 12, 2009

DAWGS, BLUES, make a mighty fine day

This Saturday afternoon is kind of cool, just right for getting revved up for some football fun with the famed Georgia DAWGS. Hope the fellas get some good, hardhitting stuff going on with the men from South Carolina. When the DAWGS first got really kickin' into gear back in the topsy-turvy early '60s, the most gigantic appeal of the guys' play was that bruising brand of defense. Hope they get that big kind of stuff going today. I got me some good sirloin going, fixing up my soul to cheer on the good fellas from the grand historic Georgia town of Athens. I sort of started my day up real high octane style this Saturday. The thing was I got to listening to some fine tough guy whoop it up blues music today. Yes, people I was catching on to the power styling sounds of Muddy Waters singing about that 'mojo.' Buddy, I guarantee you if you give a good hard listen to that smokin' terrific big BLUES music it will give you and your bones a mighty satisfying thrill. Let's give a big shout out on this Saturday for the wonderful feelin' of good, whoopee engulfing BLUES and also the mighty big joy that is the saga of some good guys, the DAWGS.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

BB King review

I listened today to some fine sounds by BB King, the blues master. The man has that giant wild side voice that really draws the happy fans into his fold. Plus, like many super performers he has the great art of being a strong instrumentalist down pat. This powerful blues man of the Deep South is something else. What a super day it is to start with the smokin' blues of BB King, the blues master.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Magnificent, this great time of fall

Right now in my Georgia stompin' grounds the leaves have got so much gold, green brown and a bit of red. A huge cornucopia of all kinds of delicious naturalism. Setting all pistons firing is the fact big football Georgia style is about to spring forth. I got so many memories of the wild games. Never will forget the power running all systems go and the intense gladiator-style defensive units. Listened to some truly steamin' good blues style licks by the great one today. I'm speaking of Mr. Stevie Ray Vaughan. What a man for getting all the right sounds and truly punching it home.It is not too scalding hot today. It's great the big artistic bonanza that is fall has now come upon us. How invigorating is this scenario they call the time of early September.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Powerhouse piano, glory gospel, shiny jazz

Big pulsating chords coming from a good piano soul...well they're so powerful so stirring, getting your heart smiling like you were a little kid again. It is interesting if you really get yourself into it, how the sleek overwhelming drive of so much good piano jazz is so incredibly gospel-based. Last night I was digging the punctuating lusty sounds of one fine keyboard man, the wise one named Junior Mance. He was backed by the marvelous Ron Carter on the bass and Mickey Roker on drums. The sound was so provocative, so kickin' and truly right. The sound of strong gospel pops up in the straight ahead classic work of moderns also like the powerhouse himself, the famed Art Blakey on drums. His gospel is that of a man who knows how to fire the musical strongman cars up really smokin' and sensually vivid. When a soul hears Blakey on the drums along with the soaring master, Mr. Freddie Hubbard on the trumpet and the total sax man Mr. Wayne Shorter on his bossman tenor then buddy all is so right on with this great big wild man music world of ours. Atlanta has so many good sounds and one fine thing is the fact men and women of the south know how to really get it together in their enjoyment of true strong music with its overtones of blues and big gospel and the mesmerizing sphere that is the song of the wild, yes man I'm speaking of jazz.

Nice Writing

THE GOOD terse writing of Ernest Hemingway is a real joy.  He does not use too many adjectives.  His 'Torrents' is a fine tome.