Monday, October 3, 2011


"He understood that the same strong emotions he had felt in Tutwiler were not some aberration, not the haphazard response to the mood of a specific time and place, but stood as genuine testimony to the power of this strange, roughshod style of performance. In an instant, he saw that people would pay for these songs, audiences would flock to them."

This is Ted Gioia writing in Delta Blues in regards to W.C. Handy's reaction to local black musicians. The group was playing at a dance in Cleveland, Mississippi, and consisted of a guitarist, a mandolin player, and a bassist. The songs were akin to what Handy heard during his much-ballyhooed encounter with a musician at the Tutwiler train station in 1903 -- the apocryphal moment when the blues was "born."

The music at the dance had no clear beginning or end, few harmonic and melodic variations, and was driven by a relentless, rhythmic thump-thump-thump of the musicians' feet. Today, this music would be classified as proto-blues or pre-blues; back then, it was often referred to as native music or primitive music or simply dance music.

At any rate, as the musicians played "a rain of silver dollars began to fall around the outlandish, stomping feet" (more Gioia) and now Handy began to understand fully "the beauty of primitive music."

This is when the blues became commercialized. We've been wringing every last penny out of them ever since.

We recently papered the immediate area with colorful flyers depicting two cartoons. In the first, W.C. Handy is seen chasing after music notes (blue notes, in fact) with a butterfly net; in the second, he is selling them at a makeshift stand. At the bottom it simply read: "Fairo Records." It's modestly clever.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

FR-1 Record release party



The record release party for FR-1 was held. At a jukehouse on the highway south of Tutwiler, down near the catfish ponds among the fields, where the herons fidget and wait for a meal. The Tutwiler Community Education Center would not put us up. Possibly they will reconsider for FR-2.

From the Tallahatchie County Pantagraph, which sent a scribe to cover the event:

It was a Saturday afternoon and everybody went into town, and fellows were playing on the streets, standing by the railroad tracks, people pitching nickels and dimes, while and black people both. The train came through town maybe once that afternoon and when it was time, everybody gathered around there, before and after the train came, and announced where they'd be that night. And that's where the crowd went.

Then:

The jukehouse was a scene of noise, excitement, and bright lights. A plank was nailed across the door to the kitchen and fish and chitlins were sold. There was dancing in the front room, gambling in the side room, and maybe two or three gas or coil-oil lamps on the mantel piece in front of the mirror. Powerful lights.

"That country ball was rough!' one party-goer exclaimed. "It was critical, man! It started off good, you know. Everybody happy, dancing, and then it started getting louder and louder. The women were dipping that snuff and swallowing that snuff spit along with that corn whiskey, and they started mixing fast, and oh, brother! They started something then!"

FR-1 Songs

Side A
"I'm Going Back Home"
Memphis Minnie and Joe Johnson
2:45

Side B
"She Wouldn't Give Me None"
Memphis Minnie and Kansas Joe McCoy
3:01

FR-1 Liner notes

"I'm Going Back Home"
Memphis Minnie and Joe Johnson vcl. duet acc. by Memphis Minnie, gtr.
Memphis, 26 May 1930
Victor 23352

"She Wouldn't Give Me None"
Memphis Minnie and Kansas Joe McCoy vcl. duet acc. by own gtrs.
Memphis, 20 February 1930
Vocalion 1576

I could pull the book off a shelf―This Remarkable Continent: An Atlas of United States and Canadian Society and Cultures; a bit of a mouthful, no?—thumb through the pages, and show you the map myself. However, the tome's pages are not gilded and thus, put us at risk for paper cuts. Such wounds would produce tiny droplets of blood and blemish the map, rendering it unreadable. So I shall describe it for you … Four states are shown, clockwise from the top: Tennessee, Mississippi, Louisiana, and Arkansas. The map features a multitude of tiny dots, each one the hometown of recorded blues performers born between 1890 and 1920. The dots are concentrated on a north-south line along the Mississippi River with the majority on its eastern bank. This line has two termini: Memphis and New Orleans.

This is crucial in understanding Memphis Minnie's importance. She is represented by one of the tiny dots on this map; she was born Lizzie Douglas Lawlers in Algiers, Louisiana, a town that sits at the mouth of the Mississippi across from New Orleans' former slave docks. In her teens, Minnie ran away north to Memphis, where she was eventually discovered by Columbia Records in 1929. Thus, she resided on the north and south poles of the axis on which the prewar blues world rotated. She played a significant role in how fast that world rotated, in how the blues advanced and transitioned; similarly, she was magnetic in attraction. As much as her contemporaries, Minnie dramatized inner dreams and despair in such a way that personal expression became universal; later, she was present when prewar blues plugged in and went electric.

Minnie recorded over 200 sides for labels like Columbia, Vocalion, Decca, Okeh, and Bluebird—labels that issued "race records," releases made by black artists and sold to black consumers. Her glory here on earth makes talk of ascension standard. Consider a well-appreciated photo of her from either 1929 or 1930. She is standing next to a seated Kansas Joe McCoy, her first of three husbands and duet partners. She is wearing a florid, drop-waisted day dress with straightened, flapper hair. The photo's poor quality plays a trick on the eye: Minnie looks like she is not touching the floor, like she is beginning to ascend into heaven. Like her left hand will slide off the right shoulder of McCoy and fall gently to her side, and as she slowly rises, her expressionless countenance will turn to one of pure rapture, at which point McCoy will exit the building where the photograph was taken to look heavenward, squint at the sun, and then despair when he's delivered no final glimpse of her.

FR-1 Memphis Minnie, Joe Johnson, & Kansas Joe McCoy: "I'm Going Back Home" / "She Wouldn't Give Me None"