Elmore James (1918-1963). A Bluesman and poet whose work your Bloguero admires. It’s work that holds up extraordinarily well after 50 years.
But, Sr. Bloguero, with all due respect, you might ask, what’s Elmore James got to do with this, which is supposed to be your weekly digest? Your Bloguero could answer this with an elaborate, very contorted, ontological exploration of the theretical connections between the Blues and Haiku, between Elmore James and Basho. But, no. It’s not an intellectual exercise. No. It’s just something your Bloguero would like you to hear and enjoy. It’s that simple. Your Bloguero plays it over and over and over again. Then he enjoys thinking about how very good, how very powerful, how eloquent it is. And then he seeks other pieces that are in their own way as powerful. Your Bloguero is quite confident that he knows a few.
What comes immediately to mind is Son House (1902?- 1988) . Sometimes far less is definitely much more:
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cross-posted from The Dream Antilles