Blues On The Move (June 2007) — Image by kenne
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Gone, But Not Forgotten Leave a comment
Mean Gene Kelton at The Rhythm Room On Washington in Houston, June 14, 2003 — Image by kenne
gone
Smokin’ Joe’s Roadhouse, gone
The Rhythm Room, gone
Mean Gene Kelton, gone
gone, yes, but not forgotten —
the blues will never die.
— kenne
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The Blues Always Tells A Story! Leave a comment
The Blues Always Tells a Story!
At a February of 2009 fundraiser
for Diunna Greenleaf, Mean Gene Kelton
was one of several musicians playing for the cause.
In addition to being a great musician,
Mean Gene is a master storyteller
in the oral tradition of what I refer to as
“Rural Mississippi Backporch” style — I love it!
In this video, Mean Gene shares a Dallas Texas gig experience
he and his band had traveled with Diunna, before going into
playing, “I Play the Blues for a Livin’.”
kenne
Video at the Big Easy in Houston, Texas
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Montgomery County Friends of the Blues, 2002 Fund Raiser — Image by kenne
Fundraiser at Tut’s
Friends of the blues are partying
In downtown Conroe.
Plenty of whiskey
As a chaser for the blues
With AJ and the gang.
Looking back in time
Blues is a mighty long road
One with twists and turns.
Dylan’s Heaven’s Door
Covered by Blues and Rock bands
Now a whiskey brand.
My dream has come true
A perfect combination
Whiskey and the Blues.
Showcasing Dylan’s
Black Buffalo iron gates
Cover each bottle.
— kenne
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“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire” 2 comments
Jonn Richardson, Diunna Greenleaf, and Bob Corritore — Image by kenne
I didn’t realize how much I needed a “Diunna Fix” till I was out doing a morning walk listening to my iTunes music. I like to shuffle through the music, when “Growing Up and Growing Old” (On the CD, Trying To Hold On) started playing, which is one of my favorite Blues/Gospel tunes. I knew then, I would be listening to more Diunna today.
“I Aspire to Inspire Before I Expire” — Diunna Greenleaf
Video by kenne
Jonn Richardson and Diunna Greenleaf — Image by kenne
We are pleased to have known Diunna for about twenty years. Joy and I consider her a very close friend. And when it comes to singing the Blues, there’s none better. Here’s another video from the same show, in case you also need a “Diunna Fix.” Get a load of Jonn’s guitar playing need the end of this video, the Del Toro really comes out!
— kenne
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Diunna & Joy, my Zen Women — Image by kenne
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A Song of Silence — Mean Gene Kelton Computer Art by kenne
A Song of Silence
Music is
what enables you
in your work,
soothes you
when you rest
reminds you
of images past
of dreams yet fulfilled.
It is not the words,
nor the beat,
nor the instruments,
nor the relationships.
It is the rhythm
of the moments,
composed by
the silence between.
— kenne
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Double Bayou Dance Hall (October 19, 2002) — Image by kenne
Down the road from Jackson’s Grocery
the blues was hangin’ on the hot, humid breeze
at Pete’s place where Bar-B-Q was served on
white bread off the back of an old pick-up truck.
On weekends the blues would be swinging through
the tall gulf coast pines of southeast Texas
attracting outsiders from Houston to hear
Pete sing and play The Blues at the Double Bayou.
By chance the life of Pete and the dance hall ended in 2008 —
Hurricane Ike destroyed the dancehall in September,
and after years of poor health, Pete passed away
the following December. He was 70 — for Pete’s sake!
— kenne
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Ken & Mary’s Blues Project: Part V — Tighten Up Leave a comment
Archie Bell, Ken and Mary Harris (May 20, 2017) Image by kenne
Video by kenne
Hi everybody
I’m Archie Bell of the Drells, from Houston, Texas
We don’t only sing
But we dance just as good as we walk
In Houston, we just started a new dance
Called the Tighten Up
This is the music we tighten up with
First tighten up on the drums
Come on now, drummer
I want you to tighten it up for me now, oh, yeah
Tighten up on that bass now
Tighten it up, ha, ha, yeah
Now let that guitar fall in
Oh, yeah . . . (click here for all the lyrics)
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Ken & Mary’s Blues Project — The Last Waltz
Computer Art by kenne
Down the east Texas road,
there is rain in the wind
as the musicians’ setup
for an evening of the blues
with friends gathering
the last time at
Ken and Mary’s Blues Project,
the best house concert ever.
In recent years we’ve missed
some of the concerts in
the woods having moved
to the desert southwest,
then last February, we received
word of the “Last Waltz”
for the Blues Project —
plans were made immediately.
With Coleman cooler,
yard chairs and
cameras in tow
we walked over old
bottle caps toward the
Blues Project stage,
to be greeted with
hugs and kisses — Welcome!
Mary announced the food
was ready, and Ken shared some
background on the beginning
of what became the Blues Project.
Not long after the music began,
lighting lit up the darkening clouds
with thunder adding to
the magical evening.
Other than an occasional
drop or two, the music played on
until, as if the plug was pulled,
the dark sky began to fall.
A rain delay was called
as the tarps were brought out
to covered the equipment.
Using our smartphones
we could see radar showing
the rain would be lasting
for an hour or more.
As has happened in the past,
the musicians gathered inside
to continue an evening of music.
Most of those who remained
were inside or on outside porches,
knowing the best of the evening
was yet to come —
jamming the night away
on a hot, humid night
in the piney woods of east Texas.
It may be the last waltz
for the Blues Project
but that doesn’t mean
the party is over,
the music still plays on
and on, and on — may
we stay forever young.
We’ve got to go, but our friends will stick around.
— kenne
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Moe Hansum Band @ Ken & Mary’s Blues Project — The Last Waltz, 2017 Part I Leave a comment
The blues is life itself.
— Billy Gibbons
Images and Video by kenne
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The Perfect Trilogy — Blues, Beer, And Tits Leave a comment
Lady Bikers at an Ice House in East Texas in a “Show Us Your Tits” Contest — Computer Art by kenne
The Perfect Trilogy
On a hot Sunday
we ride a twisting
two-lane highway to
a Texas Ice House
Near Cut & Shoot
where the beer
and blues music
releases bikers
inner desires
listening to
“My Baby Don’t
Wear No Panties”
fueled by women
showing their tits —
blues, beer, and tits,
the perfect trilogy.
— kenne
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Seduction (Chris Duarte at the Cactus Moon)– Computer Art by kenne
Live music can inspire you,
it can thrill and drain you,
sometimes get inside you
and fucking seduce you.
— kenne
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The Blues Is In The Air Leave a comment
“The Blues Is In the Air” — Computer Art by kenne
. . . somewhere around the bend
Do you hear it?
See it coming?
Coming,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Gently,
as on Kiko feet
coming,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Cat whispers
peacefully moving the trees
longing to be heard,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Is it real?
Or only a hypnotic beat,
of the dark rhythm,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
So soothing, so real,
let mesmerizing,
creating visions of hope,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Listen to the stories
without them
life is pointless,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
See it?
Not if you don’t feel it
linking the mind’s destination,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
So, relax,
come with me,
catch the blue train,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Time’s wasting,
Don’t hesitate!
Opportunity is on the move,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
If you feel it
you can see it
in the mind’s eye,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
So, catch the blue train,
ride the edge,
see tomorrow’s vision,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Locomotion,
a blues riff,
Coltrane changes,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Face to face with humanity,
going all the way
to the end of the track,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Forget the plans
of broken dreams,
seek the truth,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
Smokes rising
signaling a change,
if you are riding
The last train to Clarksville…
Memphis,
Chicago,
somewhere,
somewhere around the bend.
kenne
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Ray Bonneville at Ken & Mary’s Blues Project (November 14, 2009) — Image by kenne
Deciphering Visible and Hidden Meanings
Some may call me a photographer,
having an eye for the moment
always looking for the duende.
Catching the edge of life
creating a visual narrative
of what was, what is and will be.
Every moment I capture
starts a journey from
what I found to what found me.
Many layers blending together
shaping a visual attitude
as of my mind’s eye —
Poetry without words,
an expression of existence
in life’s fleeting moments.
Looking for photos within a photo
Catching what others see
Through their camera’s eye.
Having a camera is not
a photographer to be
without being drunk with life —
A passion to do something
without knowing what or why,
making the invisible, visible.
Forming a communication circuit
laminating a soulful spirit
linking an image with viewer —
As with Klee’s quirky angels
where we try deciphering
visible and hidden meanings.
— kenne
