Corey Harris (and Guy Davis) are playing the Sebastopol community center tonite.
Thirty miles south east, but same neck of the woods, three hours earlier, at 4, Ruthie Foster stirs it up at Rancho Nicasio.
Although I have been thinking alot about these two relatively new breed, emerging blues geniuses, I cannot travel the distance today to see one or the other or both.
I did recently load to a new electronic device Corey’s 2007 cd, Zion Crossing. (That was the year he won the MacFound genius grant, whatever the connection). And I heard a new (to me) Ruthie Foster song “I’ve Got a Blues” from a Mitch Woods recent session — Mitch having played Palo Alto’s Lytton Plaza this summer, and I bought his CD.
Weirdly, I thought of Corey while watching an English Premiership game, Wolfhampton v. Arsenal: a player named Traore entered and made a good run. Corey used to tell — at least to Frank-John Hadley — about traveling to West Africa as an undegrad pre-education student and bringing a travel guitar and it “clicking” when hearing the music of Boubecar Car Car Traore — called “Car-Car” for his soccer prowess. Weirdly. Old Weird Africa.
Just like Peter Paid for Paul and Paul paid for all, what you gonna do when your back against the wall? (Plantation Town)
It would be cool if Corey on his way to his night gig dropped in on Ruthie’s afternoon hit and mixed it up a bit.
Isn’t it pretty to think so?
all jah children like to sing the blues — keep your culture — thanks for sharing