How to sing the blues

M

Manfred

Guest
I'm inspired!
:(
I'm a changin' my name
So no one say don't
Cuz my first wife left me
And the second one won't

Have I got the blues?
 
E

ericdavis009

Guest
If you are bald, wear the Hat, Australian Down Under hat. Perfect for bald guys.

What if you steal the Volvo? Does that count as blues?
 
T

thin_ice

Blues Newbie
It is scary. I think just getting in there and tryin it. I sang Johnny B Good in A in front of a big audience once and have always been able to do it since. My voice not brilliant but no one throws things at me. Good band behind me though which I think is what allowed it.
Apparently Hendrix didn't think he was any good at singing. I'm in good company ( in that respect anyway, guitar nowhere near of course )
Have also done Good Golly Miss Molly in G. Good band again though.
What I find with all music playing is that what once was scary seems to fade in fear, then there is something else to learn and risk. 
thin ice graham
 
Stewart_C

Stewart_C

Blues Newbie
So good to get all the warm welcomes to the Forum from you guys.
As a newcomer to the blues I hadn’t before seen the “How To Sing The Blues” item which Griff posted.
I enjoyed it so much I felt compelled to write a bunch of these clichés into a song.
However to tell the story in all its full there was no room for repeat lines and regular chorus with the
obvious tags.
I have never written anything before but I hope you might like it – so here we go :-

GOT THEM CLICHÉ MEMPHIS BLUES

Woke up the other mornin’   -  poundin’ in my head
Empty whisky bottle -  beside my empty bed
Well my woman she done left me - so I pulled on my shoes
Drove the 40 west to Memphis so I could play some CLICHÉ BLUES

Well I headed down South Main Street to jam them blues away
At Ernestine and Hazel’s where that ghostly juke box plays
But they didn’t like my custom Strat’, my crocodile shoes
The Rolex watch, the fancy suit, or my Bee-Em-Double-Yew

“Now don’t you frown, young Jimmy Brown” Big Mama called to me
“We got some real fine bourbon here – the best in Tennessee.
Come sit beside me Chicken, I’ll show you good time”
Woke next day  -  in some strange bed  - and didn’t have a dime.

Mouth all dry as dust – jackhammer in my head
No money in my wallet  –  no Big Mama in that bed
Snuck out that Econo Lodge -  went to find my car
But some galoot had trashed it  -  ‘fore stealin’ my guitar

Sat down by a dumpster  -   broke and feelin’ low
Waits this guy from Auto Club  -  to fix me up a tow
“That big M5 is totalled Dude !”,  leanin’ back he laughed at me
So I shot him, took his Chevvy truck, and lit out down the street


Thought I would catch the 40 - just at De Soto Bridge
When drivin’ fast by Wolf Lagoon I ran me in the ditch
Fell out the door that good tow truck then climbed on out the mud
I went down to the water  -  cleaned off that poor guy’s blood

Well this ‘gator he espied me and from the water flew
He recognised a cousin in them ALLIGATOR shoes
That Shelby County ‘gator - he was big and he was mean
He snapped and pulled and bit me like he drinkin’ gasoline

My suit he tore it all to shreds  - while I struggled to get free
He chewed my arm and chomped my leg  - all right up to the knee
(He swallowed my Rolex !  -  Man, I loved that watch)
But now I got to find some ways to duck that A.P.B.
Cops don’t take kind you shootin’ folk in Memphis, Tennessee

Well I sat there in Rum Boogie’s – propped up at the bar
Then dragged my gimp leg to the mic’ -  with my cee-gar box guitar
“This is Limpin’ Lemon Hopkins entertainin’ you tonight”
Took my pick  - raked the strings  -  and played them cool licks tight

So I ain’t got no custom Strat’, no crocodile shoes
No fancy suit, no Rolex watch, no Bee-Em-Double-Yew
But I’ll play sweet CLICHÉ MEMPHIS BLUES
‘Til   -   my   -   sor-ry   li-fe   -   is  -   through.


Regards, Stewart
 
peezhu

peezhu

Feng Interruptus
I told my wife I needed a blues name,and told her the rules in the starter kit. In about 5 seconds she came up with "Wrinkled
Ugli Johnson". Should my feelings be hurt?
 
Jim pyron

Jim pyron

Got Yer Blues
Absolutely not!  As blues names can be metaphoric or appositional  embrace the story of the life that took you there.  I mean Bony Eyes Taylor has nothing to do with the real me.
 
Mickey Duane

Mickey Duane

Used To Be A Rock Star
So good to get all the warm welcomes to the Forum from you guys.
As a newcomer to the blues I hadn’t before seen the “How To Sing The Blues” item which Griff posted.
I enjoyed it so much I felt compelled to write a bunch of these clichés into a song.
However to tell the story in all its full there was no room for repeat lines and regular chorus with the
obvious tags.
I have never written anything before but I hope you might like it – so here we go :-

GOT THEM CLICHÉ MEMPHIS BLUES

Woke up the other mornin’   -  poundin’ in my head
Empty whisky bottle -  beside my empty bed
Well my woman she done left me - so I pulled on my shoes
Drove the 40 west to Memphis so I could play some CLICHÉ BLUES

Well I headed down South Main Street to jam them blues away
At Ernestine and Hazel’s where that ghostly juke box plays
But they didn’t like my custom Strat’, my crocodile shoes
The Rolex watch, the fancy suit, or my Bee-Em-Double-Yew

“Now don’t you frown, young Jimmy Brown” Big Mama called to me
“We got some real fine bourbon here – the best in Tennessee.
Come sit beside me Chicken, I’ll show you good time”
Woke next day  -  in some strange bed  - and didn’t have a dime.

Mouth all dry as dust – jackhammer in my head
No money in my wallet  –  no Big Mama in that bed
Snuck out that Econo Lodge -  went to find my car
But some galoot had trashed it  -  ‘fore stealin’ my guitar

Sat down by a dumpster  -   broke and feelin’ low
Waits this guy from Auto Club  -  to fix me up a tow
“That big M5 is totalled Dude !”,  leanin’ back he laughed at me
So I shot him, took his Chevvy truck, and lit out down the street


Thought I would catch the 40 - just at De Soto Bridge
When drivin’ fast by Wolf Lagoon I ran me in the ditch
Fell out the door that good tow truck then climbed on out the mud
I went down to the water  -  cleaned off that poor guy’s blood

Well this ‘gator he espied me and from the water flew
He recognised a cousin in them ALLIGATOR shoes
That Shelby County ‘gator - he was big and he was mean
He snapped and pulled and bit me like he drinkin’ gasoline

My suit he tore it all to shreds  - while I struggled to get free
He chewed my arm and chomped my leg  - all right up to the knee
(He swallowed my Rolex !  -  Man, I loved that watch)
But now I got to find some ways to duck that A.P.B.
Cops don’t take kind you shootin’ folk in Memphis, Tennessee

Well I sat there in Rum Boogie’s – propped up at the bar
Then dragged my gimp leg to the mic’ -  with my cee-gar box guitar
“This is Limpin’ Lemon Hopkins entertainin’ you tonight”
Took my pick  - raked the strings  -  and played them cool licks tight

So I ain’t got no custom Strat’, no crocodile shoes
No fancy suit, no Rolex watch, no Bee-Em-Double-Yew
But I’ll play sweet CLICHÉ MEMPHIS BLUES
‘Til   -   my   -   sor-ry   li-fe   -   is  -   through.


Regards, Stewart
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Hey - That was pretty cool! [smiley=beer.gif]

Peace
 
JestMe

JestMe

Student Of The Blues
In keeping with the blues name methods of starting with an infirmary [Hard of hearing] and a fruit [Lime], I prefer to avoid using a presidents name and will go with Slim [I ain't] ;-)

So I could be...

Hard of Hearing Lime Slim!

then again I could also be...

Nearsighted Apple Chris!

;)
 
HotLks

HotLks

Blues - it's in me and it's got to come out.
Although it's already taken, my favorite is:

Blind Lemon Meringue

See you down the road [smiley=thumbsup.gif]
 
R

Ron Caudill

Blues Newbie
I didn't know that when I wanted to learn the Blues I had to live it to.
I guess you have to feel it way down deep.
I think I'll switch to Gospel.
 
artyman

artyman

Fareham UK
Since the last member of this duo sadly died a few days ago, you could use Big Jim Jehosophat and Fatbelly Jones

 
Fingerlick

Fingerlick

The Thrill is Gone
Given my difficulties of late, I think I'll go with,
Peeless Prostate Pomegranate Pierce.
Q P for short.
(QUAD P)
 
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