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In the next stage of a low-intensity war of extreme pointlessness, in which [livejournal.com profile] telemeister has decided to pit his preference for bottleneck blues against mine for rock the louder, bastard offspring of the delta, I present here, the [livejournal.com profile] caddyman guide to musical development.

As told by Mr Roll and Mr Woogie, both of whom have since left the business (though the latter's partner, Mr Boogie still tours the dance halls).


Oncepowntahm there was down in the mouth of Old Man River hisself, down on the very delta, a sound they called the Blues. The Blues done lost his wife, his job, had kicked his dog and his liver was suing him for abuse. Nonetheless, people were mighty impressed by Ole Blue, and one day they up and walked him up to a place called Nworleens where he done come close to killin’ hisself on Comfort, so sad was the boy.

Any road up came the day when Ole Blue opened his sad old eyes and there he was, wandered clean up the ways to Chicago. Lost his bottleneck on the way (mebbe to pay his fare) and then got hisself a job. Poor Olde Blue still was depressed awhiles though, but he hung on in there.

Some years passed, and despite it all, Ole Blue got fat on good corn from the prairie; made a little money and got into business for hisself. Sad enough to report, the market wasn’t what he thought it was, and he took hisself a younger business partner and formed the trading concern of Rhythm and Blues. Thanks to Mr Rhythm they jollified their business a mite and soon the bubblegum and pepsi-cola brigade made ‘em richer than Croesus. Course, Ole Blue was still depressed, so when he got drunk again and lost his stake in the company on a turn of cards to a pair of shysters no one was real surprised.

Ole Blue still plays guitar, and sometimes he picks out the bottleneck and goes back to his roots. People still like him, that nice old man, but they buys their music from his old company, now trading as Rock’n’Roll them fancy shysters who done took Ole Blue an’ his buddy Rhythm fer all they had. Course, they kept the old name fer awhiles, then sold it on as R&B. At least no-one associates Ole Blue with that no more.

Anyways, the world don’t generally like mean folks who do old fellers out a what’s theirs by rights, and some years later, them boys, Rock and Roll got their comeuppance. They was out enjoyin’ their ill-gotten gains when they slipped further off the rails. Mr Rock didn’t know where to draw the line and soon was hanging around with ladies of ill repute named Mary Jane, and mekkin’ loud noises late at night and gettin’ picked up by the law.

Mr Roll left soon after, leaving Mr Rock on his own. Somehow he still keeps on going, getting louder an’ louder. But his voice is goin, now.

Ole Blue’s still down on the delta, mind, and occasionally he meets up with his old friend rhythm an’ they kicks out a tune for the old days.

People still like Ole Blue.


Next: By which I mean "if I can ever be bothered"; how Folk emigrated, got sunburnt and hung-over and became bluegrass. Then the story of how he bought some cows, got depressed and ended up in Tennessee, distilling whiskey he couldn’t drink and slowly becoming country after his liver gave out.

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Date: 2006-02-24 06:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluesman.livejournal.com
You missed out the bit where the cross-dressing Mz Disco done stole Rock & Roll's testes. The poor lads shouted a lot but haven't been the same since.

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Date: 2006-02-24 06:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caddyman.livejournal.com
That, Suh, is coz thisn is the responsible chile-friendly version.

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Date: 2006-02-24 06:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluesman.livejournal.com
Woh! You got home quick, there, Prog Dog!

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Date: 2006-02-24 07:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caddyman.livejournal.com
In fact I've just got home now.

I was just about to log out at work when your post popped up.

(no subject)

Date: 2006-02-24 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] failing-angel.livejournal.com
What really makes this story pertinent is that I'm currently watching 'Blazing Saddles'

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Date: 2006-02-24 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ribble.livejournal.com
I'd like to hear the story about how Mr Rock turned tail on Sir Roll, shaved the sides of his hair and became a punk because he realised without Sir Roll, all he had was some chords that he could(n't) play but did it faster and with more anger anyway.

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Date: 2006-02-24 09:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bluesman.livejournal.com
It's a sad, short story, Ribble. Punky got burnt out really quickly on methamphetamines and died after recording three gloriously inspired, influential singles in someone's toilet. Still, that's better than having his testes whipped off and becoming that sickly pastel creature, Nu Wave.

As Neil Young said, it's better to burn out than to fade away.

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Date: 2006-02-24 10:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] failing-angel.livejournal.com
Then the punk's brother chilled out a bit, got more active and slightly experimental with the tunes and got more politically aware as a two-tone affair

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Date: 2006-02-24 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bitofstuff.livejournal.com
Please carry on! More, more!

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Date: 2006-02-25 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sea-strands.livejournal.com
Ah my favourite Bryan is writing and in an accent too.
I am totally there you know, now take me to where the bluegrass grows.

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Date: 2006-03-03 10:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ellistar.livejournal.com
bugger bugger bugger

to late to bribe you I guess.

I was out

at venice
for a wedding
so that is a good excuse right?

ah feckit do your worst.

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