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" I enjoyed the interplay of Mills' and Treetops' resonophonics, trading leads and picking rhythms, and Laurette's guitar in the background. And when Laurette stepped up to sing a few, it was love at first listen." Pedar Herom
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A tip of the old Blues Stetson goes out to SSG Paul C. Stickley, whose letter appeared the other day. He's a true blues afficiondo who, when stationed in the Sinai Desert, sat in with the Jochaim Palden Blues Band from Wein, Australia. (Now how many of you so-called bluesophiles have done that before?!) Anyways, he requested that I give a bit of mention to the recent passing of a blues legend, Paul Butterfield. Both SSG Stickley and myself noticed that the passing was hardly mentioned by the media, and were a bit disturbed by it. Now it's true that Butter had not been extremely active of late--some drug and other problems had restricted his music output. But for one such as myself, who discovered second generation blues players before I met bedrock, Paul Butterfield was one of those people who held the door open so I could look at this magical thing called the blues. I remember sitting in my dorm room listening to East-West, feeling like a portion of my head was coming open. I am not a harp player myself, but more than one player has told me about Butter's style--somewhat derived from the blues masters, yet going some places that were uniquly his own. He's probably trading fours with Muddy and Wolf somewhere over yonder.... I missed a good portion of the Folklife weekend, but I did manage to catch four good time blues performers on the Puget Sound Guitar Workshop. Daddy Treetops (who was, as the "Token Staff Member," the spokesman for the group) sat in with Truck Mills and Ray Bob of the Barrelhouse Flyers and Laurette Langille. I enjoyed the interplay of Mills' and Treetops' resonophonics, trading leads and picking rhythms, and Laurette's guitar in the background. And when Laurette stepped up to sing a few, it was love at first listen. Her voice was sultry, smokey, and, to me, positively intoxicating. So, until next time, keep those cards and letters coming and remember: Bad Blues is Good News.
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