I find great blues absolutely mesmerizing.
Blues is a paradox on many levels. It is an art form of emotional expression, but playing it well requires discipline and clear intentionality. It’s structure is simple and predictable, but great blues artists plumb the depths of the human spirit, weaving tales of astonishing psychological complexity.
Up to this point, I haven’t written nearly as many blues reviews as I would have liked, in part because my reading audience hasn’t seem interested. Of all the genres I cover, my blues reviews are the least read. Well, as much as it pains me to bore my readers, I’ve decided to say “screw that.”
Here are the blues reviews I’ve done so far—expect a lot more in the future: