Bad Music koncerti

[bad music for bad people]

Ko je na ovom tribjutu i er valja?

pored ostalih i sledeći paceri: jim o'rourke, j mascis, snuff, lightning bolt, jon spencer blues explosion...ima ovde više detalja.

[Lrd]

Odličan tribute, još bolji album, hvala za ovo.Samo što je đetu đenelejšn bolje od džet dženerejšn. :)

Edited June 8, 2013 by Lrd

[bad music for bad people]

http://www.jazzin.rs/koncert-cedell-davis-brethren-nenad-zlatanovic/

[Apollo Creed]

Can't wait!!Jel predvidjeno da Brethren sviraju i solo? Opasan band uživo!

[Аврам Гојић]

meni ovo dogadjaj godine

[Аврам Гојић]

Live blues dying in its rural Mississippi birthplace Performances a rare event in Delta regionBy Rick BraggSan Francisco ChronicleApril 22, 2001BELZONI, MISSISSIPPI: The blues is when polio freezes your fingers and shrivels your legs, you play a baby-blue Epiphone guitar on your lap in a wheelchair, chording the strings with a butter knife. CeDell Davis, crippled by that disease when he was 10, almost 63 years ago, lives inside the blues.The blues is when you find the fine, big woman of your dreams, she dies in your arms of a heart attack just before dawn. James "T-Model" Ford, who swears he would have married her, is wed to the blues. The blues is when the searing light from your welder's torch slowly, gradually burns much of the sight from your eyes, you sit on your porch in the cool damp of the afternoon and sing to the rhythms in your own mind, then go into town for a bottle of Wild Irish Rose. Paul Jones, who knows the narrow roads in Belzoni so well he does not need to see that much to drive, has surrendered to the blues."I believe in God, but the devil, he's got power, too," said Jones, who, with Davis, Ford and a scattering of others, is among the last of the Delta bluesmen who still live in the cradle of the blues. "Most of what you sing about is suffering." "Musicians who were not born here, who have not had their spirits or their bodies broken who have never looked at these endless cotton fields and hated them, can never truly play the blues," said Ford, who now lives in Greenville, Mississippi, and Davis, who lives across the Mississippi River in Pine Bluff, Arkansas. Outsiders might play a tune from the Delta, Jones said, but there is no feeling in it.But here in the Delta, where most of the legendary juke joints have slowly shut their doors and most of the bluesmen have died off or moved away, the blues is fading from the very place it was born, say the people who play it and others who live here. They know their music survives, in the music collections of yuppies, in college seminars on folk culture, in festivals and franchised venues such as the House of Blues, B.B. King's clubs and others in the United States, Asia and Europe.But there is little live music left, the bluesmen say, at the source. They play at festivals and the few weekend clubs that have endured, but even on the jukeboxes in the surviving bars and fish houses there is little Delta country blues. Hip-hop thuds from cars. Gospel, country and soul music, sister to the blues, dominate the radio. CeDell Davis says crack cocaine and the culture it bred turned the already tough juke joints into slaughterhouses over the past 15 years, driving people away and all but silencing the small live shows that are now mostly folklore. But the people of the Delta will come back to the blues, he said. "The blues is about peoples, and as long as there's peoples, there will be blues," Davis said. "The blues tells a story. Hip-hop don't tell no story. It don't tell no story about women, men, trains, buses, cars, birds, alleys, stores.It is the very authenticity of the blues that endangers it. Mae Smith grew up in Lula, Mississippi where a man named Frank Frost pushed a broom at her school. Later, she found his name in a history of the blues."I thought he was the town drunk," said Smith who helps run the Delta Blues Museum in Clarksdale, Mississippi, and holds the title of interpretation specialist. Many blues players live hard and die in obscurity, and a piece of Delta history vanishes. The Delta, like the blues, belongs to black people, the people here say, though many do not own enough of it to root a vine. It was their sweat that cleared its vast forests and transformed a 19^th century jungle into the richest farmland on Earth. It lies in the deltas of the Mississippi and Yazoo rivers, an indistinct triangle of vast fields, islands of trees and small towns extending south from Memphis for about 200 miles, covering an area about 70 miles wide on both sides of the Mississippi. What other place could produce a man like T-Model Ford, whose ankles are scarred from two years on a Tennessee chain gang, who walks with a cane because a jack slipped and a truck crushed one leg, who sings about pistol fights, abandonment, murder and adultery, and smiles and smiles? In Greenville, in a small house behind the funeral home, the amplifier crackles like lightening in a box as he plugs in the guitar he calls Gold Nanny, sister to Black Nanny. He killed a man in Tennessee when he was young, stabbing him in the neck with a switchblade after the man buried a knife in his back. "They gave me 10 years," Ford said. "Mama got a lawyer and got me out in two." If T-Model Ford is a character from a song, CeDell Davis is the sadness not even the blues can describe.When he as a little boy, a man working in a pea patch near his house in Helena, Arkansas, dropped a harmonica, and Davis found it in the weeds."I liked the sound," he said. He unwrapped wire from a broom handle and stretched it on a stick to make a crude guitar. He learned to play a real guitar, a big Gibson. Then the polio twisted him. "They said I would die, and when I didn't, they said I could never care for myself." He figured a way to steady his guitar in his lap, above his useless legs, wedged a butter knife between his thumb and fingers that were stiff and clumsy, and over time, learned to strum with one hand and pinch the strings with the knife in a way that makes the instrument seem to cry, as if alive. Like Jones and Ford, he made some money, squandered it, got cheated out of some, and now lives in a small house that from the outside gives no sign a legend is inside.

Edited June 11, 2013 by Marko M. Dabovic

[bad music for bad people]

Can't wait!!Jel predvidjeno da Brethren sviraju i solo? Opasan band uživo!

da. oni nastupaju pre cedella i posle ga prate u njegovim pesmama.

uh, opasan članak, hvala!

[Аврам Гојић]

nemojte ljudi ovo propustiti. nikako. ko i malo voli bluz, evo ga bluz u fulu, na nabujaloj reci.

[bad music for bad people]

nemojte ljudi ovo propustiti. nikako. ko i malo voli bluz, evo ga bluz u fulu, na nabujaloj reci.

+šta žvrcnu na fb-u g-din walter daniels

[bad music for bad people]

evo fotke sa bine iz beča od sinoć:+ par youtube snimaka sa ove turneje, poslednje u evropi za matorog genija (valjda je svima jasno da sa 87 god od pre par dana nema više nameru da se cima po avionima, kombijima...od nemila do nedraga):https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBh6UZuTEEkhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHIFzGn4ky4https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C8o-niHZ0Mg

[Apollo Creed]

Do Ladje se moze samo ako se prepliva do iste.Nije da se bunim,al hoce neko da napravi neki mostic bre? ????Kad pocinje sutra?

[bad music for bad people]

Do Ladje se moze samo ako se prepliva do iste.Nije da se bunim,al hoce neko da napravi neki mostic bre? Kad pocinje sutra?

to je bivši olimpik, da ne bude zabune.reko baja koji to drži da će da pobaca daske večeras ili sutra. da ga jebem, mora to da sredi nekako kako se svi drugi splavovi snalaze kad nadođe voda. najgore mi što izgleda nema nijedan drugi način da se mr. davis donese gore nego bukvalno na rukama, nadam se u kolicima (kao vladika ;) ).

[Apollo Creed]

Jbg, odluka da se koncert coveka koji je vezan za kolica organizuje na splavu do koga se dolazi rasklimatanim daskama pokazala se kao :isuse:Sve ostalo sto se dogadjalo posle toga, ma koliko bilo simpaticno, pre bi uslo u kategoriju...nadrealnog, recimo.

[Аврам Гојић]

[Аврам Гојић]