Hi all,
Charley "44" Taylor was an exceptionally accomplished pianist out of Jackson, Mississippi who backed Ishmon Bracey on several songs, including a couple of novelty numbers the pair did. He was unfortunately really under-recorded as a soloist. His playing shares some of the qualities of Skip James' early piano playing but is much more controlled sounding. He consistently phrased short after the IV chord. Whew, what a solo! Here is his "Heavy Suitcase Blues":
INTRO SOLO
I'm so glad, so glad, that I can sing and play those blues myself
And I'm so glad, so glad, that I can sing and play those blues myself
And for that cause, pretty mama, I don't have to beg nobody else
Now, now, now, baby, and my trunk's already to go
Now, my suitcase is packed, and my trunk's already to go
But my suitcase is too heavy, to tote down that dusty road
Now, my baby, my baby, my baby, Lord, she always keeps me feeling blue
My baby, my baby, my baby, now she always keeps me feeling blue
I think she's just like the weather, can't ever tell what she's going to do
SOLO
Baby, baby, baby, I mean you really know that's wrong
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I mean, really you know that's wrong
Just mistreat a poor boy, don't you know he's a great long ways from home?
Oooo-ooo, I don't know, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Oooo-ooo, I don't know, Lord, Lordy, Lord
My suitcase is too heavy, to work down that dusty road
All best,
Johnm
Charley "44" Taylor was an exceptionally accomplished pianist out of Jackson, Mississippi who backed Ishmon Bracey on several songs, including a couple of novelty numbers the pair did. He was unfortunately really under-recorded as a soloist. His playing shares some of the qualities of Skip James' early piano playing but is much more controlled sounding. He consistently phrased short after the IV chord. Whew, what a solo! Here is his "Heavy Suitcase Blues":
INTRO SOLO
I'm so glad, so glad, that I can sing and play those blues myself
And I'm so glad, so glad, that I can sing and play those blues myself
And for that cause, pretty mama, I don't have to beg nobody else
Now, now, now, baby, and my trunk's already to go
Now, my suitcase is packed, and my trunk's already to go
But my suitcase is too heavy, to tote down that dusty road
Now, my baby, my baby, my baby, Lord, she always keeps me feeling blue
My baby, my baby, my baby, now she always keeps me feeling blue
I think she's just like the weather, can't ever tell what she's going to do
SOLO
Baby, baby, baby, I mean you really know that's wrong
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I mean, really you know that's wrong
Just mistreat a poor boy, don't you know he's a great long ways from home?
Oooo-ooo, I don't know, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord
Oooo-ooo, I don't know, Lord, Lordy, Lord
My suitcase is too heavy, to work down that dusty road
All best,
Johnm