Old 61, with the weeds growing up the middle. Who travelled this road? Did my Dad drive over this? Did Son House?
I manage to arrive early to St. Louis, where I will be playing BB's Jazz, Blues, and Soups. It's on blues row, one of the three best blues clubs in town. All good, but I like this one the best. I played here way too many years ago, as well as the joint across the street. Here, at BB's, pictures of many of my friends are on the walls. Owner John May played with Henry Townsend, and we have a ball talking about old times and the old time musicians who gave us all so much. Nobody dumps on Jim Byrnes or Watermelon Slim, or me, for playing here without bass and drums.
The club is in the shadow of the stadium and some big hotels. Folks come to St. Louis to hear the blues, and the streets are full of tourists waiting for nightfall, hanging out at the Oyster Bar, having drinks, taking in a little sun, a little St. Louis hospitality. This town has come a long way since Colin and I first rolled into town, looked Henry up in the phone book, and invited ourselves over to his place.
A real nice crowd, especially considering it is a Monday night. Some folks from the Blues Society, some radio people, blues tourists from all over the world. The tour jacket is going home to South Carolina this time! That's good, I'l have to come back here soon and raffle another! BBQ ribs. The cooker out on the street up front. Cops coming in to say hello. Friendly place. Tom Wall, a top flight country blues guitar player based in St. Louis, opened the night for me. Nice to hear Blind Blake's "Chump Man Blues" before going on! Bo Carter... Very cool. Thanks, Tom!
This venue treated me like gold, and I appreciate that. For some reason it was "Canada Appreciation Day" in St. Louis. Hardly anybody knew about it, but people did come out to the show decked out in Maple leaves- which I thought was really pretty cool.