I Can See You - by Paddy Summerfield c. 1986

Friday, September 04, 2026

SO BACK TO SOME REAL MUSIC?! Playing For Change with John Paul Jones and others : WHEN THE LEVEE BREAKS [Memphis Minnie & Kansas Joe]

Oh you want it darker . . . and more REAL?! 


Led Zeppelin made this song famous… but they didn’t write it. ๐ŸŽถ Do you know who originally wrote it? ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘‡
๐Ÿ’› Support the music: https://playingforchange.com/join

 They asked who wrote it! Memphis Minnie and her husband Kansas Joe [both McCoys)

“When The Levee Breaks” is a powerful, thought-provoking and emotionally-charged classic by Led Zeppelin, from their Led Zeppelin IV album. The song is a rework of the 1929 original release by Kansas Joe Mccoy and Memphis Minnie about the Great Mississippi Flood of 1927; the most destructive river flooding in U.S. history. “It seems that little has changed since 1927, or even 2005 with Katrina. It’s still a really powerful track, both musically and lyrically.”- John Paul Jones
Alfredo Arce: Siku Flute
Ben Lee: Harmonica
Buffalo Nichols: Vocals, Guitar
Davey Chegwidden: Dundun Drums
Derek Trucks: Slide Guitar
Drums of the Pacific: Dancing, Log Drums
Elle Mรกrjรก Eira: Vocals
Jason Tamba: Banjo
John Paul Jones: Bass
Keith Secola: Slide Guitar
Mermans Mosengo: Harmonica
Mihirangi: Vocals
Nakeiltha Campbell: Dundun Drums
Pete Sands: Acoustic Guitar
Sebastian Robertson: Electric Guitar
Sikiru Adepoju: Talking Drum
Susan Tedeschi: Vocals
Stephen Perkins: Drums

When The Levee Breaks (Album Version) · Memphis Minnie & Kansas Joe 1929


THIS IS ALL A.I.!!!? Clint Lewis - Guitar Don’t Leave Me Now!

 


If you don't like blues music then you may not like this one :)
I wanted to write this one for my late uncle Will. He always wanted us to play some "Old Blues" as he called it.
I wrote 100% of the lyrics but the music and lyrics are A.I.
"Guitar Don't You Leave Me" Written by: Clint Lewis

So ‘Clint' it is ALL AI! 

CASSANDRA WILSON 1955-2026

 May be a black-and-white image of one or more people and text that says "Cassandra Wilson 1955 5-2026"

Don’s Tunes

I am ashamed to say I didn’t know this wonderful gal and so sad to hear she has died, I wasn’t going to post something about someone I didn’t know (hasn’t stopped you before - ED) but then I heard THIS


CASSANDRA WILSON - DEATH LETTER - 2011


Cassandra Wilson

Death Letter


«Cassandra Wilson is one of my favourite singers today. 

I heard her version of Death Letter Blues by Son House– gave me the chills. 

I love everything she does. 

I would love to see her tackle an album of some of my own catalog» 

– Bob Dylan, 2001


Say You’ll Be There - Postmodern Jukebox!

Never the biggest Spice Girls Fan but hey  . . . reinventing them is fine fine work!

I’ll Be There!

Thursday, September 03, 2026

James Rigby - Solid Blue

 


SOLID BLUE - BY JAMES RIGBY

TUNED - DGDGGD
CLICK ON BLUE LINKS BELOW TO SAMPLE 8 ALBUMS
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SONGS FROM THE WATCH
************* ‘FAERIE TAILS’ **************
‘FAERIE TAILS’ NOW AVAILABLE ON BANDCAMP - 20 TRACKS
CLICK ON LINK ABOVE FOR ANDY KERSHAW PODAST - INTERVIEW ABOUT 30 MINS IN.
CLICK ON BLUE LINKS BELOW FOR ALBUMS
FAERIE TAILS

Whales napping . . . Ars Technica

 

Might sign off for the day now with a nap     (you’re going to sleep now aren’t you? - ED)

Sperm whales like to nap under the water and away from the waves. They seem to do this in a vertical, head-up orientation. That makes sense, given that their enormous heads, which take up a third of their bodies, are full of oil, wax, and air–all buoyant materials. What’s less obvious is how the whales maintain their depth while sleeping. (Image credit: S. Granzotto; research credit: N. Freymond et al.; via Ars Technica)


Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds - Hard On For Love [Your Funeral . . . . My Trial] | jt1674

 

https://www.tumblr.com/jt1674/826671588352163840/nick-cave-the-bad-seeds-hard-on-for-love

NEW ALBUM : MATT STEADY - VELVET & GOLD

I mentioned Matt (Steady) t’other day after I bought his compilation set 

[The Dragon’s Refrain] for just the P&P! haven’t stopped 

playing it since and have just received more info about his stripped down

 album Velvet and Gold out just last Thursday   . . . oh, and it’s a peach! 


Matt Steady - Feel The River Breathe

CHECK HIM OUT BELOW and you know go buy something if you feel it! 
There are freebies and the New CD at a mere £15 but it streams too so you can 
listen before you buy . . . . . . I know I will



Matt says: 

Dear friends,

As you'll no doubt be aware, Velvet and Gold was released last Thursday. 

There's been quite a lot of interest and comments and emails from people 

enjoying it - so thank you for listening, thank you for downloading, 

thank you for ordering, thank you for sharing the music with your friends!

I'd like to thank the following lovely people for being part of this and 

(hopefully) enjoying the album: 

Jennifer, Hannah, David, Timothy, Ian, Ken, Ken, Andy, Kelly, Michael, Michael, John, Jeff, Will, Phil, Andrew, Phillip, Paul, Chris, David, Paul, Clive, Greg, Mat, Damo, Mark, Ian, David, Hans, Bob, Adrian, Sally, Stephen, Suzanne, Colin, Stephen, Rich, David, Stephen, Jim, Tam, Graham, Geoff, Christopher, Barry, Mike, Jon, Steven, Alan, John, Dennis, Teresa, Richard, Graham, Paul, David, Russell, Richard, Colin, Steven, Pete, Ulrike, Stephen, Neil, Henry, William, John, BG, Marina, Yvonne, Julie, Mikey, Hedley, Paul, Vernon, Gary, Ian, Nigel, Andrew, Rhys, David, Steven, Wayne, David, Christopher, Zee, Robert, John, Richard, Brian, Roger, Mark, Gordon, David, Graham, William, Steve, Alan, Jason, Steve, Ian, Eric, Robert, Barrie, Paul, Scott, Rob, KC, Philip, Alasdair, Rebecca, Mathew, Brendon, Melissa, Robert, Kathie, Choo, Alistair, Gordon, Angela, Bruce, Nicholas, Barry, Ron, Penelope, James, William, Fiona, Tim, James, Alan, Peter, Jen, Stephen, Stephen, Piers, John, Chris, Jonathan, KP, Richard, Francis, Alan, G, Nigel, Mark, Nancy, Theodore, Mark, John, Kathryn, Joy, Steve, Herman, Jeff, Charles, Jane, Geoff, Gordon, Gordon, Steve, Steven, Shelley, Ray, James, Roy, Chris, Michael, David, Robert, Lee, Bob, Jeff, Edward, Robert, William, David, Harry, Tracy, Andrew, Jane, Michael, Charles, Joy, Sally, Tony, Andrew, Bear, John, Christopher, P, Joy, Mark, Alberto, Mike, Peter, Julie, Rachel, Paul, Nicholas, Wendy, Alan, Martin, Garry, Paul, Russell, Libby, Scott, Mark, Harry, Richard, Simon, Stephen, Mark, Nathan, Pauleta, Brian, Ed, Opal, Steven, David, Clive, Andrew, Steve, Gary, Jason, Maurice, Ewen, Janet, Maike, Rico, Glenn, John, Alick, Michael, William, Nigel, Michael, Jayna, David, Larry, Lawrence, David, Andrew, Pete, Dave, Rob, Phillip, Christopher, Gordon, Elizabeth, Dave, Jeffrey, Ian, Lee, Marcie, and last but not least Brent!

The whole aim of this project is to get it out to as many people as possible.

 Music is powerful and healing, and I would like the album to make a small 

difference in the lives of some people that really need it.

To that end, there is a free download, and even a free CD 

(there is a p&p cost so I don't actually go bankrupt!).

Share the links. Copy the CD. Pass on the downloads. 

Do what it takes! 

You have my permission to do so.

mattsteady.com


GLEN HANSARD and CURTIS FOWLKES ‘LOWLY DESERTER’

And then the algorithm threw this at me!

GLEN HANSARD and CURTIS FOWLKES 

‘LOWLY DESERTER'

Graham Hopkins

Graham says:
Today is the third anniversary of Curtis Fowlkes’ departure. ๐Ÿ˜ข All I’m thinking is the craic himself and Glen are having wherever they might be at!
You are so missed guys xx
Here’s a clip of them playing Lowly Deserter together, from a European tour we were on several years back.

I am struck by the song and must check it out as it seems like jingoistic rabble rousing and anti-pacifism to shame the 'lowly deserter' so . . he is going to Hell apparently! But hey its a for classic I guess

White Horse Guitar Club - Clay Pigeons [ Blaze Foley ]

 Given that our old ‘office’ used too be The White Horse pub in Oxford my ole muckah Phil will doubtless find this one really funny! I know I did! Why, we’d still fit right in!


Clay Pigeons - White Horse Guitar Club
This time of year always feels like a turning point. The light fades, the evenings close in, and people start to gather again around the fire. In Ireland, that was always the heart of the home the place where stories were told, songs were shared, and the world outside could wait for a while. The threshold and veil between us and another world is said to be closer and and we face into winter and harvests are gathered in hibernating preparation for a renewal. Maybe that’s where we are at right now.
That’s the feeling we wanted to capture here. Just a few of us around a fire, no fuss, no lights, just the sound of the flames and a song between friends. Clay Pigeons feels like the right one for it. A song by a troubled soul, Blaze Foley ,probably seeking his own renewal and facing into his own winters with his own struggles. A song about starting over, finding something extraordinary in the ordinary, taking a walk, meeting people, saying hello, feeling part of things again.
There’s a sense of renewal in it, the same kind you feel sitting by a fire at the start of November, when the year is turning. Maybe that’s all this is really a small gathering, a few voices, a quiet reminder that we’re still connected if we’re open to that. And as we stand on the edge of renewing the second leg of the Sos Beag tour, we’re looking forward to gathering again with all of you around the glow of the songs. In some ways, that’s our fire. Each night is a chance to reignite that spark, to strip things back to what matters most, the music, the connection, and the shared warmth that comes when people gather for something real.
So here’s to renewal, to finding our rhythm again as the year turns to its end. We can’t wait to see you out there -starting in The Pavilion Theatre Dรบn Laoghaire - next Saturday for a nights of songs, stories, and simple celebration. As the nights draw in, may we all keep that little flame alive. Joe Philpott


I of course first came across this Blaze Foley classic from our John Prine wot we wot of . . . .