You know, the blues is something that's hard to get acquainted with. It's just like death. Now, I tell you about the blues. The blues dwells with you every day and everywhere. See, you can have the blues about that you're broke. You can have the blues about your girl is gone. The blues comes so many different ways until it's kind of hard to explain. But whenever you get a sad feeling, you can tell the whole round world you got nothing but the blues.
Sam "Lightning" Hopkins
hello cbg nation!, i am a lurker comming out of the dark. i found out about cbg from a throw away local paper here in L.A. and went on the internet and found SO much info. i watched some vid's on youtube and loved the sound. gritty and raw! now being that i have zero musical skills and about the same woodworking skills i said "self, i need to build one of those and learn to play it" so i did. crow style. easy build with a $1.00 box and a piece of red oak and some hardware. i put some weedwacker string and a fishing line on it for now but will get some real guitar string from a friend who is a real musician (shamless plug here- Los Fabulocos-accordian player-jesus cuevas) and go from there. am already planning my next build...hmmm electric cbg...yeah!!!
thanks to all here for the info. mark
Hi, I`m new to Cigar Box Nation, and pretty new to playing bottleneck. I`m working my way through Keni Lee Burgess tuition CD`s, and whilst I know that he tries to provide the knowledge & understanding to enable me to listen to songs and "work out" how its played, I still find it tough without tablature. ......... Is there anyone out there who provides tablature to order?
There are a number of songs I want to be able to play. .... "Black Angel Blues" and "It Hurts me too" by Tampa Red, "My Baby`s sweet" by Homesick James, etc
I know tab isn`t considered cool but it is what I need right now.
Its 1972, I'm around eleven years old- I'm in a working mans' club somewhere in the north and we'd just played a set.This particular night we get told not to come out of the dressing room during the next performance as it was unsuitable for kids to see.So of course I sneak out onto the balcony.I remember peering down at the stage.I can still see the scene now in my minds eye.Theres this woman singer on stage-she is gorgeous-long blonde hair, full lips,long lashes-a skintight silver dress that leaves nothing to the imagination.Damn shes hot.I may be eleven but-well, you know.
After a number she asks which guy would like to come onstage and kiss her-the crowd are going crazy "ME! NO ME!!!" eventually she chooses some jammy bugger and up he goes-man I bet he cant believe his luck-the kiss turns into a full blown snog and everyone is drunk and cheering and all that.All I can think about is-I wish it was me.Well the guy goes back triumphantly into the audience and the sexy blonde starts singing her next number-she starts stripping-oh man-this gonna be great.Nobody has spotted the wide eyed kid on the balcony-my heart starts to race- off come her over the elbow gloves, singing all the while..off comes the hair-uh oh-out come the plastic boobs-oh shit! the fake lashes get peeled off and discarded..well by the time she gets to the last chorus 'she' is a short haired,gravel voiced man-aarrgh!! holy cow!-I cant believe it and judging by the noise, the crowd weren't expectin it either.Sheesh-I always wonder what the guy from the audience must have felt like and also marvelled at the fact that the tranny didn't get decked-it was a northern working mens club after all-it sure as shit wasn't Madam Jojo's in Soho.
Well I'm just remembering some of the gigs I played as a kid you understand.Self indulgent I know but what the hell.
Laters..HB
