Sunday, August 31, 2008
Oooh Whee Louis!
Whoo wee...did you read Louis' blog?!
I forgot that he was even around. I forgot that Louis is from New Orleans. I forgot what an eloquent man he is.
Damn, Satchmo...you really said some thangs about some thangs, brothah...
-(fake) Louis' Blog-
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Rest in peace SRV
August 27th 1990 is the date that the world lost one of the best blues guitar players ever.
Now I am from a generation of folks who created the blues, right?
So if it's like that...it's like that...
Rest in peace Stevie Ray Vaughan
Now I am from a generation of folks who created the blues, right?
So if it's like that...it's like that...
Rest in peace Stevie Ray Vaughan
Friday, August 22, 2008
Damn, how do I get rid of all this spam?!
Sometimes you gotta ask questions, right? 'Specially if you blind. It's how I get by when I need to know somethin'.
And, ya see, that's why I really depend on this Googly Web thingamajig...
Ya see, this mornin' I was fiddlin' around Netsville... surfin' around as y'all put it. And all of a sudden I find myself duckin', bobbin' and weavin' all of this, whaddaya call it...spam? What a dumb ass name, huh? Anyway, you know this spam, right? The way it comes flyin' in from the left, swingin' in like an uppercut from below. Body blow, body blow ,body blow...It's really quite a nuisance, if ya ask me.
And I asked myself, DAMN! HOW DO I GET RID OF ALL THIS SPAM?!
But then I thought, this is how Joe Louis probably felt durin' most of his life. Which made me think...hmmm...maybe I should write a song about it, ya know? Why not. Relate my frustration to the world in an acceptable fashion.
As opposed to just clobberin' the hell outta some geeky hackin keyboard punchin' mother f,f,f...forget it, I thinks to myself.
I'm blind.
Besides somebody beat me to it. A man by the name of Carl Martin.
I think he 's a Virginia boy, too. Mandolin, fiddle and guitar playin brotha'...
(sigh)
Well...
If you wanna hear the song that I thought, surley, I was gonna write, done by the man who actually wrote the damn thing...
here ya go
-play-
And here is more info on Carl Martin...have a nice day.
BLJ
And, ya see, that's why I really depend on this Googly Web thingamajig...
Ya see, this mornin' I was fiddlin' around Netsville... surfin' around as y'all put it. And all of a sudden I find myself duckin', bobbin' and weavin' all of this, whaddaya call it...spam? What a dumb ass name, huh? Anyway, you know this spam, right? The way it comes flyin' in from the left, swingin' in like an uppercut from below. Body blow, body blow ,body blow...It's really quite a nuisance, if ya ask me.
And I asked myself, DAMN! HOW DO I GET RID OF ALL THIS SPAM?!
But then I thought, this is how Joe Louis probably felt durin' most of his life. Which made me think...hmmm...maybe I should write a song about it, ya know? Why not. Relate my frustration to the world in an acceptable fashion.
As opposed to just clobberin' the hell outta some geeky hackin keyboard punchin' mother f,f,f...forget it, I thinks to myself.
I'm blind.
Besides somebody beat me to it. A man by the name of Carl Martin.
I think he 's a Virginia boy, too. Mandolin, fiddle and guitar playin brotha'...
(sigh)
Well...
If you wanna hear the song that I thought, surley, I was gonna write, done by the man who actually wrote the damn thing...
here ya go
-play-
And here is more info on Carl Martin...have a nice day.
BLJ
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Public Domain for me...
Lookee here now...I might be a blind man, but what I have to show you today
you HAVE to see...
You ready?
Check this out...
Talk to you later...
Monday, August 18, 2008
Bring back Motown please...
I'm sure the ladies love this man. With a name like Raphael Saadiq?
Even a blind man knows that a woman will perk her ears at the sound of a certain name. Now, if you add in the fact that he is talented and (probably) good lookin'...well...
I'm sure he has got a few numbers in his mobile rolodex.
I hear he has a new cd coming out that is a testament to the great Motown recordings. I even hear that he plays the bass and drums on this cd. On songs that he wrote him self. To me, that's talent. And that is what should be selling, right? Well, tell me something then, what the hell is going on with the r & b now? I try to listen to it and all I hear is a damn computer playing bits and pieces of shit that was written years ago!
Damn it, as far as I can tell, aint a song been written in about twenty years that we haven't heard thirty times already!! So come on Raphael, bring it on, man! You aint got no kinda competition out there anyway! Make these ears proud to be an American. You do know that being a blues guitar player in the states qualifies you with a world wide reputation as a being decent American, don't you? And we need more of these people, damn it. Specially the brothas...alright lemme get off this googly web before I regain my eyesight and see some stuff I don't wanna see...
BLJ
Monday, August 11, 2008
Blow it out your...
Hey everybody, how y'all today?
Good?
Well...all I can say is THANK GOD I'M BLIND!
If I was a Chef I'd be baking cement air biscuits to throw at the heads of these people. See what this guy is holding? That's EXACTLY what's goin' on in his head! NOT A DAMN THING!
But these weird thespians are serious as a heart attack about it. You probably didn't know I knew what a thespian was, huh? It's all on the googly web. I just didn't know that men could be thespians, too.
Either way, SOMEBODY'S payin' for it all... if it's a contest that's flyin' the winner to Finland.
You know how much it costs to fly somebody ALL THE WAY to Finland?!! I mean damn...wouldn't that be nice to be flown there for actually having a musical skill?!
I heard about them girls in Finland, too. They say that if you play a guitar and you are from America, the women will fight in the street over you. Now wouldn't that be somethin'? You could just sit there and play your guitar while the women do all the foot work for ya. But keep in mind the prettiest ones aint necessarily the best fighters.
Regardless of the outcome, I'm convinced that the "air' guitar contest originated in the crack of some bored, rich man's ass, if you know what I'm sayin'.
And that if they wanted something that's actually funky, without the smell, listen to Bootsy or Parliament. THEN pick up a guitar....dumb asses....
This contest stinks to high heaven. People have lost their minds all over again.
A' ite then...
(sigh)
BLJ
Friday, August 8, 2008
Air guitar contest? Whatever...
What the hell is goin' on with THESE crazy ass people?
One minute I 'm lookin' at somethin' that makes sense and the next minute things is completely senseless!
And I'm a blind man...but I'm a guitar player.
As a guitar player I understand a few things about musicianship. In order to get REALLY good at somethin' like playin' an instrument, you have to practice. ALOT. Some players end up puttin' everything else on the back burner to become that good. By the way...it takes a special kind of person to be involved romantically with a muscian. So, what I'm sayin' is that this air guitar contest is a peculiar bite into the pride that goes into being a skilled player.
It aint wrong, it's just a twisted little joke, I understand.
My reason?
Lookee here...I heard someone say that
a real live instrument is an instrument that cannot make a sound if it's sittin' by itself. Y' know?
If you put a guitar down...it shouldn't be makin' any music. Until somebody picks the thing up and strums it. And with todays technology anybody can figure out how to create artistic 'sounding' music without even having a developed skill in the first place. Without this....the damn air guitar contest would be a joke we could all laugh at. But now it is a little peculiar, I would say. It's like them newspaper reporters gettin' all anxious about the bloggers stealing their stories and gettin' credit for it. How would they feel if somebody had a fake newspaper report contest in spite of it all?
So...go ahead with your air guitar contest. It don't mean a damn thing to a blind man anyhow...
Reminder to all with sight...music is for your ears...
BLJ
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Muzic Hunter
Hey y'all, how you feelin' out there in the real world?
Here in Netsville it's easy to always find somethin' interestin' to read.
Even if you 're blind.
I just read somethin' on Son Houses blog about Mp34u.com. He was talkin' up one of the sources that he likes so much. I checked him out, too. As far as the 'new' muzic that is happenin' now, I would have to agree that Subverse is finding some good tunes. But then, this 'new' muzic is also being sung and played by the 'new' artists. And some of y'all are crazy. So if we are gettin' ready to vote for sources...I think I would have to say that Muzic Hunter is one of my favorites. I wouldn't say that he is my most favorite just yet, but I like muzic Hunter's ecclectic style. Muzic choice should be a blend of what is available. Not just one or two styles, ya know?
Here is a quote from Muzic Hunter :
"Music is my medicine. New music is my drug. And muzic.com is my supplier. I can lose myself for the moment with my headphones on. I listen to anyone brave and talented enough to express their feelings thru the universal language of music..."
I can relate to that.
Muzic Hunter has some crazy stuff to listen to. Here is some band called, now excuse me for a moment, but this band is called 'Electric Vagina' with a tune called the '80s song'
That's what I'm talking about.
Crazy stuff, man. Can't get enough of it..heh heh heh...
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