I had a brief flirtation with the blues when I was 19 years old. At the time it seemed so hip and mysterious, steeped in its storied, Southern U.S. history n’ all. I quickly came to realize that put-near every blues song works off a single twelve-bar 1-4-5 chord progression, which is well, kind of limiting. To provide some context, imagine a decades-spanning music genre based entirely on, say, Billy Joel’s Uptown Girl. An ill-advised conceit, most can agree.
So although the blues and I amicably parted ways many years ago, it’s still a relatively new phenomenon to our bulldog pal here — which quickly becomes evident when you check out this unfettered display of enjoyment. Put another way: Robert Cray makes doggie dance cray-cray!
