#blues

I call myself a blues singer, but you ain't never heard me call myself a blues guitar man. ↗

— B. B. King

#call #guitar #heard #i #man

If you want to be a good blues singer, people are going to be down on you, so dress like you're going to the bank to borrow money. ↗

— B. B. King

#blues #borrow #down #dress #going

Jazz is the big brother of the blues. If a guy's playing blues like we play, he's in high school. When he starts playing jazz it's like going on to college, to a school of higher learning. ↗

— B. B. King

#big brother #blues #brother #college #going

Elvis deserves a lot of credit for bringing the blues to middle America, not the Vegas stuff. The early stuff, The Sun records, and the first few RCA records. He was wonderful, he had the power, the drive, and he was so dedicated to his music. ↗

— Peter Tork

#blues #bringing #credit #dedicated #deserves

It was the early days of Rock 'n' Roll in this country. We were all struggling to learn music, it might be Country, Jazz, Classical, Blues or even Rock 'n' Roll. ↗

— Jim Sullivan

#classical #country #days #early #even

See, that's nothing but blues, that's all I'm singing about. It's today's blues. ↗

— Jimi Hendrix

#blues #i #nothing #see #singing

When I was in the country and I was trying to play, nobody seemed to pay too much attention to me. People used to say, 'That's just that ole blues singer.' ↗

— B. B. King

#blues #country #i #just #me

The blues is something separate from what I do. They connect at certain spots, but blues is different. I wouldn't put it in with what my career has been. That would be a whole separate wing. ↗

— Bob Mould

#blues #career #certain #connect #different

The great man say that life is pain," Coydog had said over eighty-five years before. "That mean if you love life, then you love the hurt come along wit' it. Now, if that ain't the blues, I don't know what is. ↗

— Walter Mosley

#life #love #life

I am by nature a person suspicious of the economic machine that feeds me. And yet I am a captive of that economic machine, and my mind is structured by its lessons and demands. I consume its wealth with zest. I drive a truck, watch a color television, and write on a computer, but I cannot overcome the feeling that these objects and the industrial culture that produced them are temporary things, a kind of fat beast feeding on the bounty of the earth that will starve to death within the next century, or at least be severely diminished. ↗

— Charles Bowden

#death