If blues is the devil's music, then blues is Robert Johnson. I hope the devil will help me write this review, just as he helped Robert write his repertoire, those 29 "cursed" songs that many great artists have reinterpreted throughout music history.
Listening to Clapton's "Me and Mr. Johnson" I took a moment to reflect, and for an instant, I thought that Mr. Johnson is not dead, he has returned to earth and recorded this album, together with Eric and his band, you can feel his presence in some way. For this album "slowhand" went through all the recording stages of Robert Johnson, thus creating an atmosphere worthy of a real Mississippi bluesman, it is astonishing how Clapton could "reincarnate" the father of American blues.
In this album we find 14 tracks of pure (and I say pure) blues, performed in an almost obsessive manner, in the smallest details, with artists of a certain "caliber" including the legendary, but what do I say legendary, almost "mythological keyboardist "Billy Preston" who passed away in 2005.
Critical note: too perfect, which is not just a merit, perhaps Mr. Johnson meant a slightly rougher, rawer blues, but an excellent interpretation. If Robert were still alive he would be proud of a son like Eric...
Giancarlo Andreacchio
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
10 Come on in My Kitchen (03:37)
(Robert Johnson)
Mmm... you better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
The woman I love, took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh, she's gone, I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
[Spoken:] Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?
Can't you hear that wind howl?
You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend, none can't be found
You better come on in my kitchen, baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin', it's goin' to be slow
You can make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
11 If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day (03:29)
(Robert Johnson)
If I had possession over judgement day,
If I had possession over judgement day,
Lord, the little woman I'm lovin' wouldn't have no right to pray.
And I went to the mountain, lookin' far as my eyes could see.
And I went to the mountain, lookin' far as my eyes could see.
Some other man got my woman and the 'a lonesome blues got me.
And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long.
And I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long.
Boy, I woke up this mornin', my biscuit roller gone.
Had to fold my armes and I slowly walked away.
[Spoken:] 'I didn't like the way she done.'
Had to fold my armes and I slowly walked away.
I said in my mind, Yo' trouble gon' come someday.
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee.
Now run here, baby, set down on my knee.
I wanna tell you all about the way they treated me.
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