good god good blues … they melt me. It’s all over when good blues are on, I can’t function it crawls under my skin and washes through my veins. My body feels like it no longer belongs to me, Shit gives me goose bumps, heats up my skin and takes my breathe away. Good blues is like good sex, that feeling … it stays with you … gives you that glow and that smile. You know that smile.
Listening to Tab Benoit makes me feel like I didn’t move far enough south. I don’t want swamp and gators but ... Those sounds and soul that come from the south, they’re the sounds worth living for.