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He would sit all night long feeling bad and just continue singing and playing, improvising one song after another, and tears would stream from his eyes. And he'd get other people crying. Then, sometimes, he would be on another kick, you know . . . love. He'd just love women. Listening to him he'd make you think you were, well . . . this can't be written down, but you know what I mean. That is, you couldn't understand what the hell he was singing, but you didn't have to - Blind Lemon Jefferson, remembered by Josh White

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Offline Gumbo

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Re: The search function
« Reply #30 on: May 13, 2012, 01:06:22 PM »
Looks like your salary is safe for now, Rivers!  ;D

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