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Rock Musician   1 comment

Rock Musician — Painting by kenne

His face is half-shadowed,
half-light,
like he’s straddling the truth
of every song he ever wrote.

You can feel the old road in him—
the miles, the mistakes,
the sweet redemption of a single clean riff
cutting through the dark.

— kenne

Fiddle Player   2 comments

Fiddle Player — Image by kenne

Plaid skirt above her knees,
cap pulled low above her eyes—
she lifts the fiddle,
electric hum alive in the wires.

The bow strikes,
and sound uncoils like lightning,
notes tumbling fast,
braided with heat and pulse.

Her feet moving to the beat,
each chord a declaration—
plaid, cap, and storm-song
woven into one fierce figure
of music and light.

Memphis Beale Street   Leave a comment

Memphis Beale Street — Image by kenne

“Blues and soul and jazz music
has so much pain,
so much beauty of
raw emotion and passion.”

— Christina Aguilera

Hallucinations   Leave a comment

Hallucinations (07/14/01) — Photo-artistry by kenne

The sounds will free you

From your hallucinations

Not in the present.

— kenne

Another Houston Blues Legend Passes On — Mark May   8 comments

Mark May at the Old Rhythm Room In Houston (09/13/03) — Collage by kenne

I learned about the death of another blues legend, Mark May, from my blues friend, Sonny Boy Terry, on Instagram.

Like so many Blues fans in Houston, he will be sorely missed.

Telephone Road, Mark May & the agitators

Posted August 13, 2024 by kenneturner in Blues, Houston, Information, Music

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The King Of The Blues   3 comments

B.B. King and Band (08/08/10) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Nobody loves me but mama, and she may be jivin too.”

— B.B. King

What? What? What?   2 comments

What? What? What? — Fred Imus Cap

“A full moon really affects me,” Fred told his brother Don.

“I get nervous and irritable. Does that ever happen to you?”

Only on days that end in Y.

For Christmas in 1999, Joy gave me a “coffee table” book, Two Guys Four Corners — Great Photographs, Great Times, and a Million Laughs by Don Imus and Fred Imus. The Imus brothers grew up on a cattle ranch in northern Arizona, a thirty-five-thousand-acre ranch between Kingmen and Seligman called the Willows. The main ranch house was on a dirt road fifty miles old, Route 66.

We first learned about Don Imus, a ‘shock joc’ nationally syndicated Imus In The Morning radio and TV program out of New York. His younger brother, Fred, also had a radio show and would frequently appear on the Imus program. Fred was the irascible brother of the far even more irascible Don Imus. He was also an entrepreneur, owning and operating the Auto Body Express in Santa Fe. 

I didn’t grow up in the Southwest, but I fell in love with Arizona and the Four Corners when I finished my service in the Army in the late ’60s. If you love photography as much as I do, the Southwest provides a photo opportunity at every turn. The gift of the Imus brothers’ book set me on a path that would take me full circle back to Arizona in 2010. Since then, we have photographed almost all the venues in the Imus book. 

Speaking of full circle, the Imas program was primarily a talk show. However, he occasionally played Americana music, and one of his favorite groups was The Mervicks. The lead singer is Raul Malo, whose voice is exceptional. They have a new album, Moon and Starts. This past Sunday, Raul, who is 58, was interviewed on NPR Weekend Edition Sunday, during which we learned that he has cancer. 

Tucson Folk Festival (2013)   Leave a comment

Tucson Folk Festival (2013) — Photo-artistry by kenne

The bride kiss’d the goblet: the knight took it up,

He quaff’d off the wine, and he threw down the cup.

She look’d down to blush, and she look’d up to sigh,

With a smile on her lips and a tear in her eye.

He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,—

“Now tread we a measure!” said young Lochinvar.

— from Lochinvar by Sir Walter Scott

Windmills Of Your Mind (West Texas Wind Turbines)   1 comment

 

West Texas Wind Turbines — Photo-artistry by kenne

Round like a circle in a spiral,
like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
on an ever spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain,
or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that’s
turning running rings
around the moon
Like a clock whose hands
are sweeping past
the minutes of its face
And the world is like
an apple whirling
silently in space
Like the circles
that you find in the
windmills of your mind!


— from Windmills of Your Mind by Noel Harrison
 
(Image by kenne)
 
 

Old People   3 comments

Say Hello In There — John Prine

Gruene Hall   Leave a comment

Gruene Hall, Gruene, TX (07/24/08) — Image by kenne

I Tell Ya, Chum, It’s Time To Come Blow Your Horn   Leave a comment

Come Blow Your Horn — Image by kenne

Make like a Mister Milquetoast and you’ll get shut out,
Make like a Mister Meek and you’ll get cut out,
Make like a little lamb, and wham, you’re shorn,
I tell ya, chum, it’s time to come blow your horn.

— from Come Blow Your Horn by Sammy Cahn Jimmy Van Heusen

Tucson Folk Festival   Leave a comment

Tucson Folk Festival (2013) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.”

— Edward Abbey

Love Is Time   1 comment

Love Is Time — Image by kenne

Turning Time Around

My time is your time when you’re in love
And time is what you never have enough of
You can’t see or hold it, it’s exactly like love

Turning time around
Turning time around
Turning time around
Turning time around
Turning time around

Well I gotta have it
I gotta-gotta-gotta have it

— from Turning Time Around by Lou Reed

 

Jeff Beck, RIP   1 comment

Whammer Bar Image by kenne

If you want to know why he was the greatest, just listen.