November 12, 1972 (vol. 83, iss. 58) • Page Image 15
…," you may be asking your- self at this point, "how come this self-confessed aficianado did not get it on with everyone else at the 1972 Ann Arbor Blues and Jazz Festival? Eh?" The whole music festival…
…-age of the blues is dissi- pated and rendered diffuse for me by all that festival brouhaha. It seems to have the same effect on a lot of musicians, too. Moreover, the blues musician is also responding to…
…'s gonna go and how it's gonna get there. In the blues, there are rarely any struc- tural surprises for the listener, Surprises are rare enough to be a welcome change. When some- one d o e s something…
… innovative with the blues and brings it off, it makes me laugh with pleasure. I have in mind early Buddy Guy Jinior Wells and Butterfield just before and after he switched to the larger band. Usually the blues…
… out of control, like Robert John- son's brand. Some folks shout the blues, some whisper them. Bessie Smith must've just wrap- ped them around everybody in range. For a person who's spent most of his…
… young life hurrying along big city streets from one school to another, it is healing to sit on a porch somewhere, listening to someone pick out a soft slow blues, accompanied by a sweet rough voice. "So…
… us. I regularly at- tend Big Ten football games and get pretty far into that gladia- torial spectacle. But somehow, I find it impos- sible to enjoy the blues in its contemporary Cinemascope set- ting…
…. I associate that music with tiny clubs and coffeehouses and people's porches. The big busi- ness / mass production ' carnival setting is irreconcilable with my private vision of the blues. I think the…
…-up/ applaud -only-when- it's all-over approach. A lot of the blues is fine dance music and dancing to a person's music seems a pretty fair exchange of gifts. I'm try- ing to say that the meaning -and mess…
…, and songs start- ed only to be interrupted for rambling sentimental monologues about the blues. I'd go to a con- cert or a club to hear the blues and instead find myself listen- ing to someone telling…

















































