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The cat came into bed wet and it woke me right up. I had gotten email yesterday saying "rain is no longer expected this weekend." But it's rain ing out there, sure as hell's a mantrap, as the nice fellow says. I've found something like a raincoat but not my rainhat and I'm about to put on some clothes and call the First Flush person. Meanwhile I can't take the nice fellow's drive to work car and mine has a spare on it because I've gotten yet another flat tire but it's only a couple of miles, maybe three, roundtrip, to my storm drain and the First FLush "hub."
The song that's on my mind right now isthe great Jimmie Rodgers' "Blue Yodel Number Nine." I thought I had heard them all but this one has Louis Armstrong on the trumpet (muted and sexy as all getout) and Lil Hardin-Armstrong on the piano.
It just seems utterly significant to me that the guy called "the father of country music" -- a genre which most people think is really, well, white -- was so thoroughly black in sound and style. And some idiots have the utter ignorance to call Elvis Prsley the "first crossover artist." When it's clear that the very roots of American music are so plaited and tangled that crossing over is almost a meaningless term until after Presley.
I think the rain stopped but I'm not going back to bed. But I am giving the computer to the nice fellow.
The song that's on my mind right now isthe great Jimmie Rodgers' "Blue Yodel Number Nine." I thought I had heard them all but this one has Louis Armstrong on the trumpet (muted and sexy as all getout) and Lil Hardin-Armstrong on the piano.
It just seems utterly significant to me that the guy called "the father of country music" -- a genre which most people think is really, well, white -- was so thoroughly black in sound and style. And some idiots have the utter ignorance to call Elvis Prsley the "first crossover artist." When it's clear that the very roots of American music are so plaited and tangled that crossing over is almost a meaningless term until after Presley.
I think the rain stopped but I'm not going back to bed. But I am giving the computer to the nice fellow.
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