by Stella De Genova
Take away the blues with the blues
Give me some wailin’ sax, some screamin’ harmonica
Let’s hear some grinding guitar and the 1, 2, 3, 4 beat.
Sing about lost money, bad women and good whiskey.
To walk down the same Chicago streets they did
And bear witness to the nightly reincarnation
of Robert Johnson, Muddy Waters,
Howlin’ Wolf and Junior Wells.
The rhythms stir up images of the originals,
The heartbreaking sound of 3 o’Clock Blues
The foot-stomping Hoochie Coochie Man,
Somebody help me cuz I can’t help myself
The old singing the new, the new singing the old
The music and the words are timeless
The ghosts in the room lift my spirits
and won’t let me forget, we all got the blues and it feels good.
Listen to Merry Christmas, Baby by Charles Brown
To all of our readers and writers, I’d like to say thank you for your support of the spirit and content of Vision Through Words. I wish you love & peace in this Holiday Season and a very Happy & Healthy New Year! Very Sincerely, Stella.