LRandom thoughts: Writing about the Blues.

King of the Blue’s, Mr BB King

Sometimes I’m depruessed and that’s a perfect time to write stories of gloom and doom. Also reminiscing of sad times gone by, can create the perfect atmosphere to write blueish poetry or songs.

When I write poetry, it leans to pensiveness. My friends will ask, “Are you alright?” as well they should, because they’re my friends and they know and love me.

Sometimes I would answer, “Yeah, I’m good, just writing. Thanks for asking,” but if I am depressed, I’ll answer, “I’m a little down,” we’ll talk about it, then the conversation will lead into a more natural normal dialogue.

Lately I’ve been trying to write a blue’s song, with the desire to follow in the legendary footsteps of the great BB King. I’m finding it difficult to write something without a melody. When I write words, it’s to a tune in my head, that has already been written. I question how do these performers write words to music, but they know music and I’m trying to learn words.

I love listening to Muddy Waters, Howlin’ Wolf, Slim Harpo, some harp by Little Walter, Etta James and many others. It seems they take the words right out my heart and expose them to world.

Etta James

I’ve liked the Blues for decades, but when Raymond and I watched the movie, Cadillac Records, it really took hold of me.

Have all the good songs been sung? Have all the good words been written? Hope not all of them, because I want to put my feelings into words, then on paper, then in your heart.