fixbutte 6th May 2015
| | You may think that after Bessie Smith and Louis Armstrong nobody could present an inventive version of "St. Louis Blues", but far from it! The Texas Playboys' offering, selected as their first single from their first recording session, is highly entertaining and funny. As said by Ted Staunton on his blog: "I come across this Vocalion record in a little antique shop ... I recognize one of the song titles, St. Louis Blues, but never having heard of Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys, I have no idea what kind of music it might be. On playing the record, I find it to be terrific 'country swing,' with loose, entertaining banter going on between the band leader, Bob Wills, and the vocalist, Tommy Duncan. I'm an instant fan, looking for more of their records, picking them up wherever I can...".
This guy also made an excellent transcription of the interaction between singer and bandmate, although his information that Tommy Duncan was the singer and the interjections were by the leader is incorrect. In fact the reverse is true: Bob Wills, a huge Bessie Smith fan, sings "St. Louis Blues", and Tommy Duncan makes the witty remarks. Here's the transcription (with changed parts, as in reality) for the music in the YouTube video below:
(Wills) Yes, sir! Lawd, I hate to see (Duncan: Well, what you hate to see?) that evening sun go down (What in the world are you talkin' 'bout, son, huh?) Lawd, I hate to see (Well, that's what you just said) that evenin' sun go down (All right, tell me, why? Why? Just tell me) 'Cause my baby, Lawd (Heh? Your baby? What she done, son?) she don't love me nohow (Man, I could have told you that six months ago). Oh, a Saint Louis man (What about that man from Saint Louis?) oh, with a diamond ring (You mean a man wears diamonds?) -- yessir, sure does -- dance that gal around (Uh-huh) by her apron strings (Why he done .. gal) Oh, he done .. and that's all. If it wasn't for powder (Powder? And what else?) and this store-bought hat (Oh, now I hear you talkin!), oh well, that gal of mine, she would not have gone so far from here. (Well, what's the matter with you now, boy?) I've got them Saint Louis blues, Lawd, as blue, honey, as I can be (Oh, sing them blues!). I say that man had a heart like a rock cast down in the sea (How come you talk about the man like that, son? Just tell me) or else (Else what?) he wouldn't have carried her so doggone far, far from me! (He'll probably bring her back in a couple of weeks) I guess so. Take it away, Leon. Take it away, boy. Oh, do it, mister man, do it. Oh, it's killin' me. Aha! Doggone it (What's the matter, boy?) Doggone it again (What's she gone and done to you now, son?) Man, she done left me f-l-a-t flat. (That's right) But I don't care (You don't care?) No sir! (How come you don't care, son?) I don't like to just snowball* with long hair (You make me nervous! What kind of hair do you like?) Heh! Lawd, man, I have a thing about black hair (Tell me about that black hair, son). Well Saint Louis blues, be on your way. Cause, a black-headed woman make a freight train a-jump the track (You're sure right about that!), a black-headed woman make a freight train a-jump the track (What that long tall gal do, son, huh?) That long tall, tall gal a-make a bullfrog ball the jack.** Hey, hey.
*Snowball: negro slang for a white woman.
**Ball the jack (originally a dance step): to jump quickly, move fast. |