ONE WAY Recommends [Issue
Buddy Guy By
"Blues" (like "Jazz")
is a big, broad word these days. Electrified, funkified, chicken-fried, or one
cat spilling out his soul on an acoustic guit-tar; it's all been put under one
umbrella. From the first chords of Buddy Guy's latest release, Blues Singer, it's
the blues in its purest form. I won't spill out the Delta blues clichés about
a man on his back porch with a beat-up guitar, but this album just pulls you there.
The opening track "Hard Time Killing Floor" sounds like Buddy's just chillin'
out in your own living room, speaking the deepest of truths. There is a smokin'
band backing him on some tracks (including the great B.B. King and Sir Clapton
himself on "Crawling Kingsnake"), but the most compelling are those with just
Buddy "Can't See Baby," "Louise McGhee," "Black Cat Blues," and more. On tracks
where there is a band, "Lucy Mae Blues," "Anna Lee," and "I Live The Life I Love,"
it's nothing more than a smooth acoustic bass and a small drum kit. Buddy Guy,
blues singer . . . damned right!