fishbait
Raggin' the Blues
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One of my treasured moments back in the early 60's took place at the old Chessmate in Detroit. Back then, there were many small clubs around during the folk/blues revival; mostly store fronts made into "coffee houses" which featured lots of "rediscovered" bluesmen. The Chessmate was one such club which seated 15-20 people if they sat close together. Being a young guitar player who was besotted with pre-war blues styles, I spent a lot of time there.Understatement of the century "Fitter is jealous of Fishbait".
I had the habit of sitting as close to the performers as possible, the better to rip-off guitar licks. Jesse "Lonecat" Fuller (San Fransisco Bay Blues) was playing there one night and since the club was so tiny and the stage was only a foot high, I was able to position myself within three feet of Jesse.
He was playing his trademark Gibson electric 12-string and "fotdela" and the harp/kazoo/microphone rig was around his neck. Jesse was a bit long in the tooth then but still a great performer. In the middle of "Brown Skin Gal Got My Eye on You" he started playing the kazoo. I was intently focused on his left hand as he played the huge Gibson when a big glob of spit drooled from the end of his kazoo and landed on my shoe.
Sometimes I still show the shoe to people and point out Jesse's dried spit. The reponses I get are priceless.