Lin’s Bin Today. The script.
Why does listening to the Blues make us feel so good?
This country was built on the back of the blues.
The gandy dancers, the men and women who labored in the deep heat of southern farms.
The blues came from men and women who claimed faith as their greatest reward.
It was a kind of music that could not be contained within the walls of a church.
The blues gave blind desperation light.
The music of prison camps and chain gangs.
On the 7th day when others rested, the blues set out on the big road.
There were places to go and demons to meet.
We don’t find the blues, the blues find us.
Think of how many rock music fans were introduced to the blues from British art school students and improv comics.
Sometimes, we confuse the blues with the blahs and someone is always writing about how to beat the winter blues, the holiday blues, the luxury import needs a tune up blues.
Don’t do the blues this injustice. And don’t make the blues a dirge.
The blues is a celebration. A celebration of all sides of the human condition.
The jowl-shaking slide guitar of Muddy Waters. The wounded howl of Chester Burnett. The anticipation when you see Buddy Guy take his long strides onto a stage.
These are gifts that will always bring us joy.
The finger picking of an acoustic blues master like Mississippi John Hurt is as hypnotic as the afterglow of a summer sunset.
The blues were born to sustain us.
Koko Taylor knew the blues.
Koko Taylor knew there were times to fold your hands and bow your head.
But she knew the blues had a greater power. The power to feel.
This is Lin’s Bin on 93XRT.