Friday night. THE night for music in the delta. Dinner at the famous Ground Zero Club. Fried catfish (aw, c’mon … I had a salad for lunch). Entree course was Reba Russell, a blues shouter from Memphis with a fine, whiskey-enabled, chainsaw voice and a spectacular lead guitarist. Then, for desert, over to Red’s Place, which was packed for T-Model Ford, probably about 90, and one of the last of the Delta generation. His playing has suffered from a stroke that affects his right hand, but it didn’t seem to matter. His 14-year-old great nephew played drums with a sensitivity and style many never master. T-model started at 9:00 and was going strong at 11:00, when I left. Old guys get tired, but I guess old bluesmen don’t. Maybe it was the Jack Daniels that T-Model was sipping between numbers.
Location:Clarksdale ms
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