God Has The Blues (And So Should You)


I first wanted to write about hoodoo’s influence on the blues. Then I wanted to write about hoodoo’s influence on vodou. Then I remembered that I do not know anything — so I stopped.

However, I have many favorites.

I cannot recall when I first heard these southern blues, but I have always been drawn to performers that use language in interesting ways. I do not presume to be an expert on the subject, never had a mentor. Stumbled into this all on my own. Cry cry cry.

Everyone praises Robert Johnson, with the story about the devil, the crossroads, and a deal. Modern historians disagree, and music enthusiasts believe it was Tommy Johnson (no relation) that had the fateful encounter. Either way, the former is well-known and widely cited as the father of blues, and many of his songs mention the hoodoo practice.

You sprinkled hot foot powder
all around your daddy’s door,
hmm hmm hmm

Since I can never think of him without thinking of the momma of blues, here is one by Ma Rainey.

I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before
I began to feel bad, worse than I ever before
Lord, I was out one morning, found black dust all round my door

I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet
I began to get thin, had trouble with my feet
Throwing dust about the house whenever I tried to eat

And one of my favorites, Casey Bill Weldon —

I believe I’m gonna lose my mind

There are a million others, “Black Cat Bone Blues” is fantastic, but I am not able to find the full video. Favorite line, “you used to be sugar but mama you ain’t sweet no more”.

Kills me.

About me

I am great.
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