And then it hits you. You're so tired you can't think, you're so hungry you can't think, you're mind is jello and you're not even sure what day it is anymore.
And that's when you realize it's Friday and you have no idea what you should be listening to.
And when you have a blog called "Listening Friday" that's a problem.
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And it's like already 9pm. You quickly run through your options- Bust it out, bail, bullshit...or blues?
So as I was leaving work tonight and wallowing in self-defeat at the fact I had indeed been unable to complete my quest to accomplish the 3rd Listening Friday of Christmas my radio happened to land on the local college station. Ordinarily when given airtime during periods when the administration is fairly certain no one of serious consequence is listening, the DJ's of such stations tend to play things that sound like emo kids murdering band saws while hitting 50 gallon drums with pickles.
Tonight, being a Friday night (in a town with what could be considered a passable nightlife) one might expect the airtime to be fertile with opportunities of musical debauchery.
One might be wrong.
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I can't even describe it. Words fail. It strikes a point deep in my soul, a place where all of us try to keep under wraps. A place where we've been hurt before, a dark place. A cold place that derides warmth. Blues exists to magnify that spot, and yet minimize it. Package it neatly into a product that we can all share and take communion of. No one is immune to its call, because no one has never not had the blues.
So I began thinking this might be a sign!
Except, we're in the 6 (or 5) Listening Friday's of Christmas and we're talking about the first time Jesus came around, so The Drivers, while apparently awesome, don't fit the bill at the moment.
But it did get me thinking.
So I got home and googled. And googled. And screwed around on Facebook. And then googled some more. And after I downloaded like 20 new *.gif's, I wrote this entry.
Canned Heat, blues/rock band out of California, was founded in 1965 by Allen Wilson (1943-1970) and Bob Hite (1943-1981) on the premise that being so strung out that drinking sterno sounds like a good idea is pretty much a blues song that wrote itself. The group rounded out with Bob Hite singing, Alan Wilson covering guitar, harmonica and vocals, Henry Vestine or Harvey Mandel on lead guitar, Larry Taylor on bass, and Adolfo de la Parra on set. For the recording we will listen to today they are joined by Malcolm John "Mac" Rebennack, aka Dr. John on the piano.
The song is titled simply, "Christmas Blues" and evokes exactly what you might expect from such a title. I could go on a bit more about the history of Canned Heat, but I'll be honest- I'm really tired and it will be pretty awful. Not that what you've just read wasn't, but
OK! OK! Here's Canned Heat + Dr. John burning down YouTube with "Christmas Blues".
See you next Friday.
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Embedding the video was disabled at the request of someone. I'm not sure who. But you'll have to leave this site to watch. But it's ok. You're just going to YouTube. There's a lot of cool stuff there.
Sources:
www.youtube.com
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canned_Heat
http://www.cannedheatmusic.com/merch.htm
http://www.jimmythackery.com/
BONUS
Here's the recording of Jimmy Thackery and the Drivers taking us to church. Enjoy!