CAT HEAD BLUES UPDATE

1. "LIVE" BLUES THIS WEEK (and beyond)...

Please go to our new Cat Head web site for this week's "live" music news
in the Delta, including BB's Homecoming. The site has just been updated!

http://www.cathead.biz/livemusic.html

2. HWY 61 BLUES FESTIVAL NEXT WEEK IN LELAND...

PRESS RELEASE
FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Contact: Billy Johnson, Director cell # 662-347-4223

The fourth annual Highway 61 Blues Festival will be held June 12-15, and this year¹s event will be bigger and better than ever due to the fact that Congress has designated 2003 as the year of the Blues in the United States. On a more local level, Governor Musgrove has also declared that this is the Year of the Blues in Mississippi. 2003 marks the 100 year anniversary of W. C. Handy first hearing what he later termed "the Blues," while waiting on a train depot in Tutwiler.

This year's festival is dedicated to Leland native, Jimmy Reed. Through the 50's and 60's Reed¹s sweet laid back style of blues had more hits on the pop charts than any other artists. His songs such as "Honest I Do""Ain't that Loving You Baby" and "Baby What You Want Me to Do" were performed and recorded by the likes of Elvis Presley and The Rolling Stones. Jimmy Reed's music remains popular today. Three of his songs are on the popular sound track of the movie "The Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood." Reed who passed away in 1976 was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1991.

This year's festivities will start Thursday, June 12th, with dinner and dancing at Lillo's Restaurant to the sounds of Doc's B's. For reservations, call Lillo's at (662) 686-4401. Friday night, the 13th, will also feature Blues in the Clubs with bands at the Walnut Street Blues Bar in Greenville (662) 378-2254, One Block East (662) 332-3800 and The Bourbon Mall (662) 686-4389.

On June 14, the festival will be held in downtown Leland from 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. at Railroad Park and is featuring three generations of local Delta Blues artists performing on two stages for 12 hours. Headlining this year's event will be Blues Entertainer of the Year winner, Bobby Rush. Other featured musicians will include: Nathaniel Kimble (Benoit native), T-Model Ford, Eddie Cusic, Cadillac John Nolden, Lil' Bill Wallace, the Kattawar Brothers, Doc's B's, Ben Johnson, Pat Thomas, Jay Kirgis, Bobby Rutledge, Three Legged Dog Cody Ruth, Casey Ruth, Rhythm Jones, Speedy and the Amateurs, Kern Pratt and the Accused, Mississippi Slim, Big Love, Eden Brent, Bill Ables, Steve Cheseborough, Paul "Wine" Jones, John Horton and the Special Occasion Band and Lil' Dave Thompson promise a once in a lifetime Delta Blues experience.

Festival goers can also experience Delta Food Fest, a variety of home-cooked Delta cuisine, available during the event. Highway 61 Blues memorabilia, including the official 2003 festival poster, "Red, White & Blues" by Stoneville artist, Jamie Tate, will be on sale during the festival. There will also be a Kids Blues Fest June 14 from 10 a.m. to 12 p.m., held at Jiminey Creek and Stovalls on the Creek on Main Street in downtown Leland. Bobby Rutledge and Casey Ruth will be on hand explaining and performing the Blues. Families are encouraged to attend and bring blankets and picnic baskets. Horse rides and face painting will also be available for children.

On Sunday afternoon, from 2 to 7 p.m., the party will continue with a Crawfish Boil and Blues Jam at the Holly Ridge Store (662) 887-1456. The store is located on old Highway 10 where Charley Patton once lived and performed.

The Leland Blues Project cordially invites the Delta to come and help us celebrate the "Year of the Blues." The event is a benefit for the Leland F.E.E.D. Food Pantry and the Highway 61 Blues Museum. Tickets are $12 in advance and $15 at the gate. Participants are encouraged to bring a donation of 2 canned goods that will be given to the Food Pantry. Tickets are available in Leland at the Highway 61 Blues Museum, the Leland Chamber of Commerce, Planters Bank & Trust and N & R Grocery. Tickets can be purchased in Greenville at the Walnut Street Blues Bar, Buck¹s Restaurant. Photo-Tech and McCormick Book Inn. For more information, contact the Washington County Convention and Visitors Bureau at 1-800-467-3582 or the Highway 61 Blues Museum at (662) 686-7646 or
http://www.highway61blues.nstemp.com/festival.html. JIMBO AND BUDDY ON LATE NIGHT TONIGHT.

- Set your VCR or brew some coffee for this Wed. night, June 4 at 11:30pm CST. Buddy Guy, Jimbo Mathus and band will be on "Late Night" (That's Conan O'Brien which is channel 5 in Memphis. Check your
listings and enjoy.)

- Also, check out the Buddy Guy CD reviews at the bottom of this newsletter.

4. RECENT "LIVE" BLUES AND EVENTS IN THE AREA...

- Robert Belfour and T-Model Ford ended their three or so week tour with
a show at the Gibson Lounge in Memphis on Friday night. While Oxford,
MS' Long Shot had a better turnout a few week's back, this was the show
to see. Both guys were in great moods and well-practiced. So, o.k. T-Model played basically the same 6 songs over and over... But he was awesome, nonetheless. And Belfour sounded his best yet, I thought. Including a few covers in with his originals that I'd never heard him do before. On a bad note, they had all of their gear and rented tour van stolen while out on the road (in Chicago, I think?). That means that T-Model's signature "Black Nanny" Razor guitar with "Taledragger" (sic) spelled out in mailbox letters and Belfour's black acoustic with its folk art decoration (featured inside the cover of his new CD) were both stolen. If anyone has any information concerning this tragic crime, please contact Bruce Watson at Fat Possum: bruce_w@fatpossum.com (Both artists were heartbroken over the thefts.)

On a humorous note... If you've seen T-Model play recently, he is sporting a stylish new pair of black, plastic framed glasses. (Kind of like mine. Hmm.) Well, he absolutely swore to me that an older male fan had switched his (the fan's) glasses with T-Model's while on tour. I asked how. T-Model said the man had asked to see them or try them on. In doing so, the man took his off and - T-Model swears - swapped the glasses before disappearing into the crowd. I asked T-Model how he know for sure that they'd been switched. He held them up to me and pointed at the small blurry squares on the lenses. "These things weren't there before," he said. I told him they were bi-focals, and that they were there for reading. He answered, "But I caaaan't read!" and burst out laughing. (He still claimed they weren't his, of course. This from the man who according to the Fat Possum web site recently announced that "Each town shall supply its own women." He's the best.)

- Whew! Reese's - the new juke in C'dale - was up and running again Sunday night. It really does appear that Big T @ Reese's will indeed be a weekly Sunday night thing. Music seems to kick off around 8 pm. This week (the third w/music) was absolutely hopping. In addition to a great local turnout, a couple Cat Head customers from San Fran (John and Sue) enjoyed the band, a game of pool and a few quarts of Bud. Also, Preston from Living Blues magazine was down for the party. Come enjoy it while it's happening because it is definitely the real deal. Nice management and prices, by the way. ($2 cover, $3.50 quarts, $2 long necks.)

- Also, last week Fiona Boyes - a solo acoustic blues singer-songwriter from Australia - played both Hopson and Cat Head to great applause. (See the article under point 10.) And Cat Head favorite Bill Abel entertained a Benedictine Lifelong Learning Center group from Minnesota with his deep Delta style of playing. Lots of fun at the store these days.

5. NEW AT CAT HEAD DELTA BLUES & FOLK ART...

- New at Cat Head: New tractor and tractor-with-cotton-trailer wooden
folk art by Clarksdale's Willie Kinard; I can email photos, etc. New CDs by Australia blues visitors Fiona Boyes and Collard Greens & Gravy, each just $15.

- Bring your tour group to Cat Head: Contact me before your tour group of 12+ folks comes to town, and I'll set up a little free or low-cost music in store to entertain you. Email or call to see what we can do.

- Upcoming in-store events at Cat Head:
- Sat., 6/14, 1 pm - Book signing with Olive Jean Bailey. She has written a new book on the town of Coahoma.
- If you or a band you know is interested in playing for exposure, tips and a chance to sell your CDs, call me at 662-624-5992. (Same goes for authors in search of a booksigning space...)

6. UPDATED SUNFLOWER BLUES FEST LINE-UP/INFO...

- Sorry, I ran out of time to type this one up. It hasn't changed much. The big news is that Pinetop Perkins has been added to Saturday night's headliner, "Bob Margolin's Blues Allstars," featuring, Pinetop Perkins, Hubert Sumlin, Carey Bell and others. (A couple customers told me they just saw Sumlin play, and he is still awesome.) I'll try to provide the complete line-up in next week's email. If you have a question, just call or email me.

7. NEW JUKE IN MEMPHIS...

Andria Lisle (music critic and author of "Waking Up In Memphis") provided this info on a new juke in Memphis. Hopefully, she won't mind me sharing:
- i think the club is called jones' but i cant swear 100%. it is at the corner of walker ave and walk street in the vicinity of lemoyne owen college. all they've had while ive been there is a jukebox but rumor has it there is a band...

8. MS JOHN HURT FESTIVAL DETAILS...

I just wanted to remind everyone of the upcoming first annual Mississippi John Hurt festival. This year the festival will take place two days. On July 3, at the old St. James Church, the home church of Ms. John Hurt in Avalon, Ms. This will consist of a gospelfest. All the community churches will come together for spiritual good time. On July 4, 2003 at the site of the Ms. John Hurt Museum in Carrollton, Ms. , The blues fest will began at 11:00 am. Until 6:00. There will be artists from various part of the state and countries coming together celebrating the legacy of Ms. John Hurt. Everybody is welcome to this family reunion.
For additional information, please call 847-885-9295 or 662-299-1574.

Best Regards,
Mary Hurt-Wright

9. "JOURNEY TO CLARKSDALE" EVENT...

Clarksdale October Blues, LLC is planning to put on a star-studded event
in and around Ground Zero Blues Club in Clarksdale, October 17-25, 2003. According to Co-Producer Jeff Judin, it will be recorded for a series of CDs and DVDs and promises to be both high profile and professional. A tentative list of artists mixes the big names (and some of the oldest) in blues with pop, rock and hip hop superstars as well as some of blues' lesser known (but just as worthy) players. Each of the 9 days will feature different themed events, for example Day One is entitled "Delta Acoustic Blues" and Day Eight is entitled "Hip Hop, Rap, Rock and the Blues." Interested sponsors or those looking for more information will soon be able to log on at www.journeytoclarksdale.com

10. OTHER LOCAL MUSIC/ARTS NEWS...

From Clarksdale Press Register:

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* Australian brings the blues to Hopson
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From Melbourne to Mississippi, Fiona Boyes knows how to entertain a
crowd.
(By: Emily Le Coz - Staff Writer)
http://www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=8147320&BRD=
2038&PAG=461&dept_id=
230617

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* New WROX manager plans live programming
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The new general manager of one of Clarksdale oldest radio stations has
plans to bring a new alternative to area listeners.
(By: Tommiea Jackson - Staff Writer)
http://www.zwire.com/site/news.cfm?newsid=8178165&BRD=
2038&PAG=461&dept_id=
230617

11. NY TIMES AND CAT HEAD REVIEWS OF NEW BUDDY
GUY CD...

Reducing Buddy Guy: The Half-Caf, Venti Blues By BEN RATLIFF Buddy Guy's new album, "Blues Singer," the consummate living performer of urban electric-blues, one of the most exuberant performers in American music, is put before you instead as an apparition with an acoustic guitar, the clichéd lonely bluesman. For a few songs, like "Hard Time Killing Floor" and "Can't See Baby," he's all alone. For the rest of the album, he's backed by an acoustic bass, an artfully rudimentary drum sound and a second acoustic guitar, instead of his regular electric band.

What's going on here is an old game; perhaps now we all understand its rules. Mr. Guy, at 66, is acceptably authentic. When a record producer wants to transmit that essence in a working-class music, the musician's persona and work may end up simplified. The artist is complicit in this simplification, and even has the power to turn it back on us.

But let's just get the truth out in the open: Mr. Guy, born in Louisiana and moved to Chicago in 1957, is no rustic, no ghost, no harmless old man but a complex, self-conscious artist. And, as "Blues Singer" (Silvertone) shows, a professional every bit as much as Muddy Waters, whose 1963 recording "Folk Singer" provided the inspiration for Mr. Guy's new album.

"Blues Singer" happens to be a good record. Whittled down to tasteful drawing-room levels, Mr. Guy doesn't evince much of what made him a guitar hero, the primary source for Jimi Hendrix and Eric Clapton. But here it's his singing that's more interesting: Mr. Guy alternates between a low voice punctuated by booming notes, a keening high wail and a gnarled, tired wheeze. He has been recorded by the producer Dennis Herring and the engineer Jaquire King so that his voice has presence, cavernous echo and a slightly overmodulated signal, suggesting antique recording techniques.

But beyond issues of merit, "Blues Singer" has another significance: its reference to the earlier album. "Folk Singer" was made in an attempt to cross over to the folk audience < young middle-class people who bought records < and so it pushed Waters back to the acoustic instrumentation he had been using 20 years before; it also toned down his exuberance in the interests of classiness.

Mr. Guy played on "Folk Singer" when he was in his 20's, but that wouldn't seem reason enough to pay homage to it. "Folk Singer" isn't one of Muddy Waters's best records. It was, however, an important early example of what has become a serious trend: reviving older vernacular-music performers for a more moneyed audience. Thanks to the album "Buena Vista Social Club," these revival missions are something of a cutting-edge science; Ralph Stanley, the bluegrass pioneer, has undergone one, as have several Cuban musicians in the orbit of the "Buena Vista" project; Johnny Cash has aimed his last four albums at a younger audience.

In this process, a performer within a music identified with working-class audiences gets symbolically lifted out of his old context and groomed for the upper-middle-class culture circuit: NPR, PBS, Starbucks (via the sampler CD's it sells by the hundredweight), the newspaper you are reading, and certainly the Grammy awards. Most of these records are good. But their implications are complicated. The performer can become removed from the traditions he has naturally built up with his own audience; in some cases, the process reduces him, shrinks his meaning.

Each of these genres has a long, convoluted history, involving innovations in musical technique occasioned by practical matters of performance, dance-steps, myth, exploitation, wicked humor. But you can't throw someone with Buddy Guy's vitality at a general audience anymore and expect them to embrace him fully. If you turn him into a
ghost, however, you have a chance. This isn't to say that "Blues Singer" doesn't represent a legitimate style of the blues. It's just symptomatic of the times, that Buddy Guy is choosing it now.

Here's a musician who owns a popular Chicago nightclub; in performance he rides on waves of bravado, playing long, muscular improvisation; for the last decade he has worn slick polka-dot shirts under farmer's overalls < a brilliant joke, if I read it right, on what black people want of their bluesmen versus what white people want.

In the case of Ralph Stanley, whose self-titled album, produced by T-Bone Burnett, was released last year on DMZ/Columbia, you have a singer who knows hundreds of songs dating back to the beginning of the 20th century, many of them currently in circulation among the bluegrass culture of the Clinch Mountain region precisely because of his influence. But they weren't the right songs. For his major-label revamping, a result of his exposure in the movie "O Brother, Where Art Thou?", he was given songs that he didn't know, centuries older in provenance. It made him seem older and more severe; in contrast to Mr. Stanley's real-life identity, a gentleman-farmer who drives a Jaguar around southwestern Virginia when he's not on the road with his band, he became an Appalachian Methuselah.

As for the constellation of Buena Vista Social Club records, starting with the album of that name and spreading out to individual releases by the musicians and singers in the band, there have been several different strategies. In the simple version, the producer Ry Cooder used old-fashioned miking and old-fashioned music, creating a weirdly nostalgic exercise for Americans about pre-revolutionary Cuba. In the advanced version, as for the singer Ibrahim Ferrer's new album "Buenos Hermanos" (Nonesuch), Mr. Cooder has ingeniously constructed a Cuban music that never existed, with Hammond organs, accordions and cooing, 1950's American-style backup-choruses.

One risks sounding like a scold and a purist for bringing up these issues. Again, these are good records. They may be listened to for a long time < much longer, say, than Mr. Guy's first commercial-breakthrough comeback in 1991, "Damn Right I Got the Blues," which relied on the contrivance of guest appearances, by stars like Eric Clapton and George Thorogood. Nobody wants to make a guest-heavy record anymore, and for good reason: they're impossibly naïve, speckled with touches that are too extrinsic to the main performer's vision, and which tend to date quickly.

But as I watched Mr. Ferrer perform at the Beacon Theater last month, I worried that a portion of the audience might think his touring band's musical farrago was idiomatic Cuban music. Just as I worry now that new listeners might imagine Mr. Guy as a haunted old man.

Perhaps not too many will. At this point Mr. Guy seems so aware of the game that he toys with it: this is one of the reasons I respect "Blues Singer" so much. Aging and frailty are subjects Mr. Guy has adopted for singing the blues, and in his hands they remain subjects, not inescapable facts. On his version of "Black Cat Blues," he plays up the character, putting on an old geezer's voice. (On Mr. Guy's last album, "Sweet Tea," a concept album in which he played the raw music of the Mississippi hill country, he sang a lugubrious song called "Done Got Old.")

This process < making such artists seem old, simple, moribund or encased in the past, and therefore more marketable < will not go away, as long as one race, one economic class, one set of stories and values, self-consciously performs for another. Everybody wants to know what the other side sounds like; future producers will become even more skilled than Mr. Herring, Mr. Burnett and Mr. Cooder at repackaging the other side and selling it as a lifestyle accessory. But an album like "Blues Singer" shows that an artist has some freedom within this game < that he needn't simply roll over and ghost himself out.

The Cat Head review: I'm not sure what the NY Times is trying to say, really. But I can tell you that I LOVE this album. I've been playing it every day since I got a hold of a copy. The songs are both classic and obscure. The musicianship is both subtle and deep. The vocals are both edgy and sweet. (After all, few can pull off Skip James' falsetto voice for "Hard Time Killing Floor." Buddy is a natural.) If you like acoustic Delta style blues, the Muddy Waters' "Folk Singer" album or any Buddy Guy recordings, then this one will feel right at home in your collection. TRACK LISTINGS: Hard Time Killing Floor, Crawlin' Kingsnake, Lucy Mae Blues, Can't See Baby, I Live The Life I Love, Louise McGhee, Moanin' and Groanin', Black Cat Blues, Bad Life Blues, Sally Mae, Anna Lee, Lonesome Home Blues

(By the way, I won't have copies to sell in store till early next week. Long story, but my Silvertone distributor just went Chapter 11, so I had to switch to another company. Don't feel like you have to wait, just try to buy it from an indie record store. That's the only kind favor that I ask of you.)

12. MORE FROM THE NY TIMES (By the way, the 4th sentence makes me utter,
"huh?")...

They Got the Ol' TV Documentary Blues By KELEFA SANNEH How do you pay tribute to the blues? How do you capture the music's restless spirit, its bitter wit, its elegiac grace, its raunchy energy? The organizers of "Blowin' the Blues Away: A Gala Evening Celebrating the Blues and Jazz" decided to trust the music. On Monday night the Apollo Theater held a concert that took its shape from the most vibrant expression of the blues today: the television documentary. The concert, a benefit for Jazz at Lincoln Center, succeeded, thanks in large part to the star performer, Laurence Fishburne, whose smooth, rich voice evoked the great voice-over narrators of old. If you sat back in your seat and closed your eyes, it was easy to feel as if you'd been transported . . . to your own sofa, in front of the television set. The soundtrack was supplied by the Wynton Marsalis Septet, which nimbly brought to life blues and blues-inflected pieces from throughout the century. The ensemble sounded especially impressive during a run through Ornette Coleman's jagged, asymmetrical "Ramblin'," bending the notes a little further to emphasize the blues connection. In case anyone had doubts, Mr. Fishburne stepped up to vouch for Mr. Coleman's blues credentials: "Even his most demanding compositions are anchored in the blues."
There was a full slate of guest stars, too, many who have reached that stage of eminence when they don't play concerts anymore < just benefits and tributes. Out came Eric Clapton, strapping on an acoustic guitar for a charming, spindly version of Louis Armstrong's "I'm Not Rough," and no one laughed when he moaned, "It takes a brown-skinned woman to satisfy my mind." (When Mr. Clapton was done, Mr. Fishburne assured the audience that "the blues, they belong to everyone.") Out came B. B King, who did more mugging than playing, and who didn't seem totally comfortable collaborating with Mr. Marsalis's jazz band; he seemed a bit more comfortable when Mr. Marsalis brought out Mr. Clapton for the inevitable duet. Out came Ray Charles, who contributed the night's most bizarre solo, bending notes on a keyboard to imitate a guitar; Mr. Marsalis could only chuckle and shake his head. And out came Willie Nelson, clutching his battered guitar, mumbling his way through a marvelously casual version of "Night Life." Each guest performer contributed only a song or two or three, with Mr. Fishburne invariably supplying introductions and explanations. In deference, perhaps, to the old tradition of public television, there were no commercials, although halfway through, Mr. Fishburne preached a blustery "blues sermon" (written by Stanley Crouch) that might have been the perfect time for a bathroom break. The overall effect was entertaining but also dizzying; with so many performers squeezed into a little over an hour, the concert often felt like one long montage. Still, there were a few moments that would have been worth rewinding. When Audra McDonald came out to sing Duke Ellington's stately "Creole Love Call," Mr. Marsalis upstaged her with a wild trumpet solo that ended with the instrumental equivalent of laughter. And then there was the singer Carrie Smith, whose sly, purring voice was drenched with vibrato. While many of the other documentarians emphasized blues history, she delivered the delicious lyrics as if she were more interested in settling a score. "When you get good loving, never go and spread the news," she sang, with the tassels on her red dress swaying in time to the beat. And then the punchline: "Some old gal will come along,/ leave you with them empty-bed blues."