The missus and I went out to dinner last night and stopped in the record shop to browse.
While she shopped I pulled albums to play on the rig in the lounge. Rich has a vintage McIntosh MC 2300 amp which is fucking magnificent.
Found a first pressing of the Willie Dixon record Hidden Charms (1988 Bug Records). Put it on the turntable.
Side 1 track 1… “Blues You Can’t Lose”
Many questions have been asked
Through many generations
Why poor people have the blues
Because so long they have tried
To achieve freedom, justice and equality
And yet still today
Success seems to be
A distance away
And these are some of the ways
They have tried
Some they march, while some stand still
Some they die while others live
Some they laugh, while some they cry
Some hang on, while some pass by
With all these things in a poor man’s mind
He got to have a blues he can’t leave behind
Some are high, some are low
Some are sure and some don’t know
Some are weak, and some are strong
Some are here and some are gone
With all these things in a poor man’s mind
He got to have a blues, he can’t leave behind
The missus and I went out to dinner last night and stopped in the record shop to browse.
While she shopped I pulled albums to play on the rig in the lounge. Rich has a vintage McIntosh MC 2300 amp which is fucking magnificent.
Found a first pressing of the Willie Dixon record Hidden Charms (1988 Bug Records). Put it on the turntable.
Side 1 track 1… “Blues You Can’t Lose”
Many questions have been asked
Through many generations
Why poor people have the blues
Because so long they have tried
To achieve freedom, justice and equality
And yet still today
Success seems to be
A distance away
And these are some of the ways
They have tried
Some they march, while some stand still
Some they die while others live
Some they laugh, while some they cry
Some hang on, while some pass by
With all these things in a poor man’s mind
He got to have a blues he can’t leave behind
Some are high, some are low
Some are sure and some don’t know
Some are weak, and some are strong
Some are here and some are gone
With all these things in a poor man’s mind
He got to have a blues, he can’t leave behind