Pat and I escaped the depths of winter by fleeing to the
26th Annual International Blues Challenge, held in Memphis, TN. We went, we saw, we listened to 45 or 50 bands in 3 days, we ate bluesishly, we toured the Cotton Museum, we toured Graceland, we rode the trolley, we hung out with blues bands from around the world and their families, we dreamed of being great guitarists and drummers, we shopped at
Lansky's just like the King did, we forgot about work for hours at a time, we stayed up late and slept later, we had a bluesnificent time. Below is a picture of the super large giant fresh flower arrangement above the duck pond in the lobby of the world famous, historic and splendid
Peabody Hotel.
Me on
Beale Street, sporting a
Robert Graham shirt and smirking from a heavy dose of bliss. I have to wear Robert Graham shirts to keep up with
Tab Benoit.
Beale Street was paved with musicians, their families, agents, promoters, blues festival producers. In the semifinals, representing 17 countries and 90 U.S. blues societies, 140 bands, 92 duo/solos and 33 junior bands performed in 19 different venues.
On our way to the band finals at the opulent
Orpheum Theatre, Pat was looking bluesy and beaming with anticipation.
A band rockin' the house at
Alfred's on Beale.
Of course, we spent a lot of time in the
Rum Boogie Cafe, our favorite place in the world for listening to the blues.
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