While driving home from work today i picked up a desperate looking hitch-hiker & what a strange tale she told. She said she's been held against her will & forced to wash & groom the eyebrows of an eccentric recluse. Forced to listen to a most ungodly amalgamation of musical styles 24/7. She said there were many girls being held thusly......Some were well fed for when the master wanted a chub...
What Was It You Wanted Like John Hammond and a handful of other musicians whose careers began in the 60's blues revival, guitarist, singer and songwriter Chris Smither can take pride in the fact that he's been there since the beginning. Except for a few years when he was away from performing in the 70's, Smither has been a mainstay of the festival, coffee house & club circuits around the U.S., ...
'Mississippi' John Hurt stepped into the studio in 1928 to record some 28 "sides" for Okeh records and secured his place in the pantheon of blues legends. His quiet delivery and finger picking style were 'new' sounds for blues audiences across the rural south.He's credited with the earliest recording of this old blues number, though variations on the theme abound.Chris Smither is a Singer/Songw...
Born and raised in New Orleans, Smither broke into Boston's coffeehouse circuit amid the folk revival of the 1960s. Raised on folk and blues classics, he developed a unique finger-picking style and waxed his first albums for the same Poppy label on which Lightnin' Hopkins, Eric Von Schmidt and [...]Original Story
Having had the chance to take lessons from Chris and learn to appreciate his phenomenal sense of timing and marvelous song writing, I was very surprised by Call Time on the Train Home CD. It absolutely rocks and I have immediately absorbed it into my solo gigs. The guy's talent just never ceases to astound me.
Smither’s folk blues are the aural equivalent of good American spirits like Knob Creek or Maker’s Mark, and listening to him will make you thirsty for more.Chris Smither’s voice is like good, aged whiskey. It goes down smooth but still burns and yields a hefty kick. Extending the metaphor, his deft finger picking acoustic guitar riffs are the wooden barrel that gives the alcohol its flavor.