FOR THE BROTHAS: AN INTRODUCTION

It must have been about 20 years ago when I first began thinking about creating a "Cultural Salon" as a reaction to the mundane social circles In Washington D.C. The richness of intellectual and artistic interchange had died, college friends had moved, the internet had not yet become the phenomenon it now is... I romanticised about the Salons of the mid to late 1800's in Paris, London and Berlin and the cultural dynamo of the Harlem Rennaisance. I was fortunate enough to meet a gentleman, an artist who lived and traveled with James Baldwin... Jimmy he affectionately called him, and he spoke often of their small cottage in southern France and of the many Artists, Poets and Luminaries that dropped in to chat and relax. Well, the impressionists, cubists, modernists, etc. all hung out together famously in those days and shared their ideas with one another creating a creative greenhouse in a world that was rapidly changing. I longed to have lived in those times, to have met Cassat, Rodin, Ellington, Fitzgerald, Baker, Balwin, well I did finally meet Baldwin and others purely for the joy of intellection upon the arts. This was in the late 1980's and by the mid 2000's I happened to run into a friend of mine from Hampton University who had been living in New York since he graduated in the early 90s. Well, I was surprised to hear him comment that in all of the wonder that is New York he never met anyone who ever really had anything interesting to say about art, literature, architecture, science, fashion or anything... I was so surprised to hear this since it had also been my experience. Well here I am in 2011 attempting the Virtual Salon...

Sunday, September 16, 2012

PUTT’N A L’IL SUMP’N ON FOR YOU...

THE BLUES IS A GENRE OF MUSIC UNLIKE ANY OTHER IN THAT IT CLEARLY COMBINES THE QUALITIES OF PURE SHOWMANSHIP WITH A MUSICAL FOLK PERFORMANCE... ADD SMOKE, LIQUOR, AND A SAVVY CROWD OF WELL DRESSED, HIGH-STEPPIN PERSONALITIES TO THE LANDSCAPE AND YOU GET A HIGH-CLASS JUKE-JOINT, THE WELLSPRING OF WHAT HAS CLASSICALLY COME TO BE KNOW AS "THE BLUES" NOT JUST A MUSICAL GENRE BUT A CULTURE UNTO ITSELF...  I WROTE THIS SONG WITH JUST SUCH A SETTING IN MIND.  AND IN THAT AMBERED PHOTOGRAPH I AM STANDING IN TAILS, SPATS, A WIDE-SILK TIE, A CUBAN CIGAR AND A LONG-FIR BORSALINO BEAVER FEDORA... ENJOY...

 

You ain’t gotta spend no money

Can’t think o’ nut’n you need t’uh do,

All you gotta do is lay back real pretty

Cause I’m put’n a l’il sump’n on fo you,

 

I ain’t try’n t’uh be yo lover,

You know ain’t no brakes on d’hese wheels,

Ain’t try’n t’uh meet your mama

She don’t know how you make me feel,

 

I just call’s you when I need’s ya

An dey’uh ain’t nut’n you need to do,

Just let me melt your butter

Cause I’m putt’n a l’il sump’n on fo you,

 

You ain’t the  first, I ain’t never gonna lie

An I’ll see many, many many, many others

Before I lay down and die

An baby all I ever, ever, ever asked you to do,

Is t’uh let Bigdaddy put a l’il sump’n on for you…

 


FIN



Written by Bigdaddyblues/ AKA David Vollin















 
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