Sounds of Summer; 5; The Memphis Birthday Blues Festival

Can't hurt me.... So if you've been twirling the dial looking for something to watch on Sunday evening,

twirl no more. I'm Steve Allen, and this is Sounds of Summer, where every Sunday night from now until the end of September, you'll have a standing invitation to be our guest at some of America's top music festivals. Tonight, we're going to the Memphis Blues Festival in the November guests Memphis, Tennessee. This year, the word birthday has been added to the title of the festival for a very good reason. 1969 is Memphis's 150th birthday. One of the best definitions I've ever heard of the blues goes like this. The blues is a euphemism for spiritual despondency brought about by any one of a number of relationships.

If a man cheats on a woman, she has the blues. If a society cheats on a man or a race of men, then they have the blues. Whatever the reason, the blues becomes a vehicle for verbalization about man's basic in humanity to man. In other words, all men, of all colors and all corners of the earth, are susceptible to the blues, but it was the black man in the Delta City of Memphis who first found a way to express musically this basic human emotion. The blues came to full flower on Beale Street in Memphis in the 20s. Today, Beale Street is lined with pawn shops, that sort of thing, just another street in another ghetto. But 40 years ago, and that was something else, John Swath Street had giants with names like W.C. Handy, Memphis Minnie, Bessie Smith, and Blind Lemon Jefferson. In the early 60s, young black and white musicians, based in and around Memphis, embarked on an effort to revive interest in that city's blues tradition.

The result is a new, far-out, modern blues sound, which you'll hear tonight, along with the blues that was born on Beale Street. The site of this year's festival is the band shell in Overton Park in Memphis. The MC for the first half of the program is Rufus Thomas, a Memphis disc jockey, and a husband of Blue singer Carla Thomas. They were back, testing black, serving by the carla back, high low, tips it down, sheep broken needle and she can't show walking it down, walking down, if you don't know how to do it, so you'll have a more better dog, come on, come on, come on, come on,

come on! See that elephant at the fizz He comes from high, he just the sky And got back to the fold to laugh, what can it do? Walk it bad dog If you know that, I don't do it Say I don't want bad dog Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Flfishin' And I don't want bad dog I dance a walking bag

I am dazna walking Yeah yeah yeah, good with you Don't know you, don't know why I do it J I am dazna walking I am dazna walking I am dazna walking If you don't know what I'm doing, say a lot I won't pay That you want it, and that's for you And that's for you, and that's for you And that's for you, and if you don't know how to do it, say a lot You'll pop up, pop up, pop up Thank you

Thank you very much This time is the Great Pleasure for me to introduce a fast coming rising group Ladies and gentlemen, a great big hand for the upcoming Bad Keys. Hala is 0lb. Gonna🎵 Browe Ying wo won not Love for heart Ocean ? Going Should I say Love You know what I'm doing I'm calling yeah I don't get a

Gotnton You don't know like I know, but that woman is a boy, please, in the mud, she's my water,

in the heat of she's my cup of tea, I'm a day, just to know as I'm here. Be careful, trouble crying, I've got to work, I don't need love, everything's gonna be alright. Oh, oh, like I know, what's that woman that's gonna be, bring her love to hold her, get the ways of holding me, girl, I'm here. What do you want? Got the got the got the getter, getter, all the things, and the woman, get it ready, get it ready, get it ready, get it ready, get it ready for me, yeah. Somebody help me.

Yes, I knew, never, trouble crying, I don't need love, I don't need love, I don't need love, I don't need love. check out a gujati sign three hundred, nothing hunter just to wear chemical piece nobody knows I don't know nobody knows my carto you don't know you dont know you don't know you don't know Stop the smoke, stop the smoke, Stop the smoke, Everybody give me some old fucking souls now.

What'd you say, everybody? To my right! Get in the groove, everybody! Everybody! Get in the groove, everybody! Get in the groove, everybody! Let's do a play, baby, listen to a bird.

Every man has a drummer, but we got two. That's what you want to play for you. Come on, Willy! Do it, do it wrong! I've been playing bass for a little long time. I've got to show you what's in the soul of mine. I may be young that I won't deny with this guitar man. I'll set your soul open. I can sing, but I can play. Dance through my work and it sounds this way. Let's not dance until you live, let's not dance until you live.

Let's dance until you live. Ladies and gentlemen, young lady from Memphis, Tiddie-C, the name Brenda Patterson. The song, Stormy Monday, this year's.

Well, they call it Stormy Monday. Better not eat it just in pain. I say they call it Stormy Monday, but you're going to eat it just in pain. When there's even weather at that day, I'm so sad. And only your flowers open.

Saturday I go out to play. Sunday I go to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to play. Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to play. Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C. Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C, Saturday I go out to Tiddie-C.

I cry, Lord, have mercy, have a new message for me, I cry, Lord, Lord, Lord, what do you have there, have a new message for me, there.

I have a waiting floor. When I was three years old, I came that'd go to the fountain, I came into the hole. My sweet little baby, want some man of peace, send him home to me. Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. Another hand for Linda Patterson. This time we have a young man. This young man has taken the blues and made it a semiclassical form of music. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present John Fehi.

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