It doesn’t get more bad ass than this.
1964, somewhere in whiter than white England, and keeping up with the scary Howlin’ Wolf is the amazing Hubert Sumlin on lead guitar and Willie Dixon, both of them integral to the Wolf’s take no prisoner, distinctive sound.
(Probably a good night at the bar after the show)..
Somewhere a young Don Van Vliet was taking notes and dreaming of the blues.
And a few British players were thinking..yeah, I can do that too.
a couple nice selections fellas. jet maybe has an edge as far as left-field picks, but man there ain’t no containing dem smokestacks…
i’ll be mulling over a response.