Birthright Blues Project

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Friday, October 7, 2011

King Biscuit Blues Festival, Thursday

The King Biscuit Blues Festival officially kicked off yesterday.  As seems to be the case of the Biscuit, each day tops the last.  

Jack and I started out yesterday morning with our first time to take the "path to the left," the levy walk.  It was a beautiful stroll about 8:30 am, and we ended up by the main stage.  We were out so early so I could win a tshirt by proclaiming "It's Biscuit Time" to the right person at the right time.  I found her before anyone else, and was given my tshirt.  Since you never get a yes answer to the question you don't ask, I went ahead and asked her about the availability for armbands for the band.  I really wanted to see Buddy Guy, so I had to find some way.....she pointed me in the right direction of who to ask.   I asked, and received!  So, we were able to see both James Cotton and Buddy Guy.  From Backstage! Artist Access!  It was truly amazing to get to be so close to the great bluesmen who I have never seen in a live performance but have watched so many times on video.  Both passed right by me, within arms reach!   

Buddy Guy gave the best performance I have seen live out of any artist last night, it was simply amazing to be able to watch him, up close and personal.  The guitar ripping, crowd walking, and displaying the skills he claimed he "stole" from those artists who went before him was amazing.  I mean, he broke out all the tricks, playing with his teeth, shirt, towel, and ass!  Then he went on acoustic and showed us how it was done.  At the conclusion I gave him a "we're not worthy" bow (wayne's world style), and HE GRABBED MY HANDS!  Then he reached out and shook Jack's hand and then got into his limo.

After that, we returned to camp.  We spent some time with Loren and Jennifer at camp, then went camp walking.  We, of course, started out with the Baton Rouge Blues Society, who fed us hungry musicians.  Then we crossed the road to visit a couple of campfires we had been invited to, but the fellows who invited us were already crashed out for the night, but there was a little picking going on.  Harry Gold and Hairy Larry and Jack played quite a few together and then we wandered on back over to the north side of the road to Les Lindy's campfire.  He played with John and Jordan on guitars, and Malcolm on harp, and we made more friends.  After 4 am, we headed back to camp, and started today around 9 am.  Tonight is the big night!!!!!

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