Mckinley Morganfield alias Muddy Waters

Trouble continued from last month ...........................

Part 2 by Greg Manson

 

The touch of genius that marked “Mannish Boy” (apart from the braggadocio of a “full-grown” Man singing about sex as opposed to the lithe youths of the rock’n’roll pantheon) was that he took out the rest of the progression and stayed on the root note repetitively driving the feel straight down on the riff. This might have been standard practise in a worksong in the cotton field or chain gang, but was fairly brash in regard to popular song convention, and when you’re on a good thing…stick to it.
The first version recorded in May 1955 has one of the stellar line-ups involved, with Willie Dixon on bass and Jimmy Rogers on guitar, so Muddy only sings, but his “Whoah yeah” at the start is probably only rivalled as an opening statement by Howling Wolf’s “Moanin’ at Midnight” from 4 years before.
This was Electric Blues in its squalling infancy, rightly regarded as one of the defining moments in 20th century music. They were writing the book, and this was a strong opening chapter.
This fact was not known to the general public outside the “Race”charts, as rock and roll obliterated the market for such material even though some see this song as aimed at the white market.
The blues as a popular music form was revitalised in the early 60’s when it was discovered by young British bands exposed to it by sailors in Liverpool and London. Once there was an appreciation of this revamped blues by the US record buying public, it took off: the first British band to have a number

 

exposed to it by sailors in Liverpool and London. Once there was an appreciation of this revamped blues by the US record buying public, it took off: the first British band to have a number one in this idiom was The Animals with “House of the Rising Sun” and a wave of bands soon followed.This didn’t spill over to the real thing. The black music charts had now moved their attention away from blues, which they saw as having too much association with the past, and were well down the track of developing what became soul. Young white bands in the US such as The Blues Project, Paul Butterfield, and most importantly, Canned Heat, soon began to appropriate old blues recordings and rock them up. The classic Canned Heat album “Living the Blues” was an odd melange of traditional country blues feels, a thundering live boogie extravaganza, and a Magnum Opus written by Harp player Al Wilson. This piece, “Parthenogenesis” featured 20 minutes of soundscapes with heavily treated echoing jaw-harps, drones, electronics, and fuzz-guitar interludes straight from the realm of psychedelia combined with straight ahead shuffle jams and the great Dr John adding barrelhouse piano.
Twenty minute pieces had previously been the province of stumblebums like the Grateful Dead, and although more a collection of ideas than a structured piece, this was something new for an “authentic” blues band. This was now a new form in the clothes of the old. It is worth noting that the founder of Canned Heat, Bob Hite, had over 55,000 78’s of obscure blues, and was always totally scrupulous in apportioning royalties, unlike the British bands, most notably Led Zeppelin,who didn’t acknowledge Willie Dixon’s “You Need Love”

 


for their biggest hit “Whole Lotta Love” until sued 10 years later.
The Psychedelic bands such as Cream also plundered the blues with songs by Howling Wolf and Albert King. All these white boys milking the canon of his own label must have impacted on Marshall Chess. He decided to get out the sitars and fuzz for Muddy Waters to make an album to sell to those “damn hippies”. They even covered a Rolling Stones song on it.
To listen to this album today, one could portray it as ridiculous, but I think it has been judged too harshly. The version of Mannish Boy is more fluid and has melodic overtones missing from the original. The actual feel is totally different and a driving fuzz-bass is only barely referring to the stomp of 1955. Wah-wah is everywhere, as it is on the rest of the album, but it swings and is even a bit funky.
Blues purists often ignore the fact that the form had to develop to get to where it was in the 50’s and although that period is now wilfully fossilised; it has no requirement to remain a musical form that can’t develope.
The blues would have as much relevance now as the Charleston if it hadn’t been for its appropriation by the “rock” world, and it is today as healthy as ever. Practitioners of the original form such as RL Burnside think nothing of remixing with DJ’s, so I think that what Muddy did in 68 was The Same Thing, to quote another Willie Dixon song from the album. Muddy came back to that famous feel one more significant time (live albums aside) in 1977.(continued over page)

Greg Manson is a local resident and bass player in local funky act ‘Pussyfoot’

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