I’ve been listening to lots of bottle-neck blues artists lately.
Where you get the neck of a bottle and use it to slide the notes up and down the instrument.
Wonderfully crackly recodings from the 1920′s and 30′s.
Songs called “District Attorney Blues”, “Devil’s Got My Woman” and “Stones in my Passway” – performed just voice and guitar, by long-dead blues men with the greatest performance names ever involved with music.
Furry Lewis.
Jack O’Diamonds.
Blind Willie Johnson.
I think next to having “Danger” as a middle name, “Blind” or “Furious” would be the best first name ever.
Enough of this.
Sorry, it’s late and I had to go lef’ my woman gon’ lef’ my woman gon dun headed back on home.
xx aa
I know a man who’s about 70 and his name is Hudson Thunderbird Hawk. For real. He never liked it and was named by his father a car lover obviously long before the Bruce Willis movie Hudson Hawk. What a strong name. Unusual without being ridiculous. My husband also once new a girl called Rebel Shelby. That also rocks even though Rebel is probably not a great name for a baby or kid it is the kind of name that can carry you through all walks of life.