Son House Makes an Afternoon Shine

Son House isn't living anymore, but his music is. The blues giant re-emerged from his Delta obscurity to play around the city where I grew up, in Mississippi, not long before his death in 1988.

For the warm spring afternoons listening to him on patios and lawns, I thank my ancestors who couldn't get out of the mud, and the ones who moved into the mud so they could preach revivals, and especially the ones who tried to move to Texas but came back on the same trail their bulldog had followed home weeks before. Son House, you made the whole thing worth it.



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