Prophet of Delta Blues, father of Blues tout-court, brilliant guitarist, initiator of legions, hordes, armies of faithful followers of the Devil's Music, guitarists, above all, but not only... Seller of his own soul to the aforementioned in exchange for acquiring the right and innovative technique to spread the Word among those who were unaware. A crossroads among the cornfields was the designated meeting place, it seems...
Initiator of a new guitar technique that combined fingerpicking with a few, explosive chords, twelve bars of blood, sex, and sweat. Possessor of a voice that, in the words of Eric Clapton, expressed the most powerful cry a human voice could emit.
Let’s also add incorrigible womanizer and inexhaustible drinker, two characteristics that sealed His descent into Hell to which he had dedicated his soul: he died, it seems confirmed, poisoned by the bartender who gave him half a bottle of terrible whiskey mixed with a tasteless powder that brought him to death in two days. The bartender was the husband, what a twist of fate, of his last conquest, and that night RJ was playing in his bar.
Let’s also consider him a precursor of the 27 Club, thirty years before many epigones followed suit, including Brian Jones, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Curt Cobain, Dave Alexander, Amy Winehouse, I’ll stop here so as not to bore you.
Below is a brief series of songs that are an understatement to call seminal, recorded in seven months between 1936 and 1937.
This is where it all begins.
The sound quality is what it is, just move on and forget about HiFi, we’re talking about something else here.
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Robert Leroy Johnson (1911-1938), whose 83rd death anniversary was celebrated yesterday.
I Believe I'll Dust My Broom by Robert Johnson
Initiator of a new guitar technique that combined fingerpicking with a few, explosive chords, twelve bars of blood, sex, and sweat. Possessor of a voice that, in the words of Eric Clapton, expressed the most powerful cry a human voice could emit.
Let’s also add incorrigible womanizer and inexhaustible drinker, two characteristics that sealed His descent into Hell to which he had dedicated his soul: he died, it seems confirmed, poisoned by the bartender who gave him half a bottle of terrible whiskey mixed with a tasteless powder that brought him to death in two days. The bartender was the husband, what a twist of fate, of his last conquest, and that night RJ was playing in his bar.
Let’s also consider him a precursor of the 27 Club, thirty years before many epigones followed suit, including Brian Jones, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Curt Cobain, Dave Alexander, Amy Winehouse, I’ll stop here so as not to bore you.
Below is a brief series of songs that are an understatement to call seminal, recorded in seven months between 1936 and 1937.
This is where it all begins.
The sound quality is what it is, just move on and forget about HiFi, we’re talking about something else here.
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Robert Leroy Johnson (1911-1938), whose 83rd death anniversary was celebrated yesterday.
I Believe I'll Dust My Broom by Robert Johnson
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17 aug 21
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