instead, I went with the scientists and so, almost to my doom. If I could have fortold the calamitous disasters in store for me, I would have gone straight-away to my two old friends and let them enter me in any stick fighting competition they could find, near or far. As it turned out, they were great admirers of the old-time blues and after regaling them with stories about my time as a root doctor's assistant in New Orleans - preparing mojo hands, hoodoo spells, and magic oils, they invited me back to their boat to continue our drinking session and play some songs on the banjo. On this particular afternoon I'd passed by my regular haunt and gone to one of the more upscale drinking joints in the waterfront district where I got to talking with these scientists. At the time I was avoiding my two friends Mighty Avenger and King Sedition - two old calypsonians from the 1930s who had begun a campaign to get me into the upcoming stick fighting competition after an impromptu display by me of natural aptitude with a snooker cue late one evening. ".One afternoon, back in Port of Spain, Trinidad, I met four scientists in a bar, they were on their way to West Africa to study a type of parasitic worm which attacks the eyeballs of human beings and turns them into blind men. Jungle Blues Talkin Lion Blues Jungle Lullaby Brave Son Of America Jailhouse Blues Housebound Blues I Heard The Marchin Of The Drum The Love Me Or Die Early In The Mornin The Greatest Liar
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