Re: National Kazoo Day
Originally Posted by
pops1
I only had a comb and a piece of paper, what a lucky kid you were.
"A comb and a piece of paper"? Aren't we la-de-da! When I was a boy we had an old piece of two-by-four and the neighbourhood garbage cans, and with some luck we'd get a police siren going in the background too. But we were happy -- the kids today don't know what happy is.
Robert Johnson's mother, describing blues musicians:
"I never did have no trouble with him until he got big enough to be round with bigger boys and off from home. Then he used to follow all these harp blowers, mandoleen (sic) and guitar players."
Lomax, Alan, The Land where The Blues Began, NY: Pantheon, 1993, p.14.
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