Al compas del mundo - programa #109 - Blues from Bukka to Lloyd Glenn

This ain’t no mouse music! (exclamation courtesy of Chris Strachwitz, he of Arhoolie Records fame). I called the program “Los blues originales” for its presentation on Mexican radio, but “Original blues” didn’t seem to work in English. All these guys were originals in some way, but what said of Elmore James’ rendition of “One Way Out”? Sonny Boy Williamson wrote it and recorded it first…and James hits it out of the park. Howling Wolf’s “Callin’ for My Darlin’” suffers not in the hands of Albert King. As covers come and covers go, much of what was recorded had its origins in some other place (likely the deep South) and some other, earlier time. We don’t always know who was the original creative mind to conjure up tunes like “Funeral Hearse at My Door”, “Too Poor”, or “Squabblin’ Blues”, but each and every song included here brings original art, lived experience, rhythmic vitality, and a story worth listening to. JH

Run list for Blues from Bukka to Lloyd Glenn
First broadcast 1-4-24

01 Bukka White - Good Gin Blues

02 Ed Bell - Squabblin' Blues

03 Rocky Fuller - Funeral Hearse at My Door

04 Big Joe Williams - Stack o' Dollars

05 Garfield Akers - Dough Roller Blues

06 Mississippi Fred McDowell - Fred McDowell's Blues

07 Sunnyland Slim - Johnson Machine Gun

08 Little Walter - My Babe

09 Junior Wells - Hoodoo Man Blues

10 Memphis Slim - All This Piano Boogie

11 Jimmy Reed - Little Rain

12 Elmore James - One Way Out

13 Detroit Jr. - Too Poor

14 Willie Dixon - 29 Ways

15 Jimmy Rogers - Act Like You Love Me

16 Rosco Gordon - Just a Little Bit

17 John Lee Hooker - Crawlin' King Snake

18 Albert King - Callin' for My Darlin'

19 Champion Jack Dupree - Nasty Boogie

20 J.B. Lenoir - She Don't Know

21 Lloyd Glenn - The Shakedown

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