This, friends, is what I've been listening to lately. I've loved delta blues for a while now, but I didn't step up to the plate and do much about it until the other day when I shuffled into local music store Warbler under the self-imposed condition that I "would not buy a thing. I am just going to peruse."
So I walked out with the complete recordings of Robert Johnson, which sadly is not a huge amount of music, but it was a long time ago and proportionately he has been one of the most influential musicians in history. His fans include Keith Richards, Jack White, and probably every good blues or rock guitarist since the 1930's. His mysterious and early death only makes him that much more fascinating-- if this is what you can do when you sell your soul to the devil, I want to know where the nearest soul resale boutique is. Mr. Johnson, for one, can't tell me.
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