How have I never heard of this guy before. His life and his music are one. He has lived his music. That can’t be a bad way to move along with this living thing.
Here is Chris Smither talking about his life as a musician and some great songs he wrote.
‘Somebody said they saw me, swinging the world by the tail,
Bouncing over a white cloud – killing the blues’. (Roly Salley)
‘I been left for dead before – but I still fight on
Don’t wait up – Leave the light on, I’ll be home soon’. (Chris Smither)
In the late 1950s and early 1960s groups of earnest, intense young men in the great academic institutions of America began to develop what can only be called an obsession with Afro-American blues music which had been recorded in the pre war period.
Names like Son House, Mississippi John Hurt and Skip James began to take on a hallowed and mythical status. As they endlessly played the few records they could find of these mystery figures from the 1920s and 1930s (to the despair of their room and dorm mates) they wondered: could it be that some 30 or more years after…
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