[Harp-L] Burying Anyone / Was Burying Kids




Hurricane sez :

Be careful what you wish for .....


Somewhere in the Mississippi Valley in the 90's I was touring playing and when my work was done in Chicago I set out to find a certain legend harp man , some one I respected and thought of as a real original sounding musician . He was from one of the biggest cities south of Chicago I found where this legend worked . I arrived at the " Club " in question to see a packed house with little standing room , but none the less I was not going to miss this guy's performance - - No Way - - . 

- - Please don't anyone ask what his name is I won't tell anyway I still respect him - -

Outside in the patio I waited till I saw a open spot at the rail and took my seat drink in hand right in front of the stage .

There he was with a five piece band backing this man who was blowing some nice stuff , nothing fancy , but solid stuff  . At the break I offered to buy the band a drink and then was able to side up to " him " and talk  , mentioning to him how much I admired him and his playing and then said to him where I had played in Chicago and some of the people who were really cool who let me stand in with them . When the set was about to begin he said " sure " I will call you up .

The respect I had for this man is what drove me to search him out knowing I might not be in this part of the country again so I was more than grateful as well as feeling pretty lucky to be on a stage with a man who played with all the Giants from T-Bone Walker to Muddy .

I let it all out when I got the nod to go for it after " he " did his solo thang on several songs ( I played a set with him ) but not to much as we progressed and he in kind got a little more intense as we went from song to song .

Bottom line :


On the last song of the set and his last set at that I pulled out all my chops - - smokin man - - I did what I didn't or should have not done and I buried him deep , then deeper as the song went on . When I finished my last solo , he signaled the band to " Take It Home " , and - - Flashed a stink eyed look at me that made me wonder what I was in for because I knew full well he was ticked off when I threw down my stuff on stage and he saw the crowd go nutzoburger screaming and yelling as I played and they and the rest of the house rocked away as the song played on . I got super complements and then when I was able to break away from the folks who liked my stuff and the drinks they bought me I was accosted by the tenor sax man who had played with this legend for many years - - he insulted me , he was not at all nice and said I was a joke to think I was a " Blues man " . He had fire in his old drunken eyes . It was strange , one moment everything's cool and hip , the next thing 
I'm watching my back . I walked out to see my legendary Bluesman loading up with the rest of the band ( who were super cool , respectful & friendly still . I thanked them  all for a great time on stage - - My legend - - he just looked as if I wasn't there , like I didn't exist . He had a long and sad look on his face as I saw him drive off , his sax man gave me the finger out the passenger's window as they disappeared into the wet night down the avenue .


So My Fellow Windbaggers :

- - be careful what you wish for . Cause .....

You just might get what you wished for . 


To this day I feel bad that I hurt this man's feelings even if it was not my intent at all . 

- - Please don't anyone ask what his name is I won't tell anyway I still respect him - -


Sincerely :

Hurricane Ramón 

Aka :

Party_Man1@xxxxxxxxxx


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