Delta Blues
A low, soulful drone resonates from the body of a tired, old guitar. The floorboards echo the beat of a stomping foot as a mournful voice pronounces the trials of love, and heartbreak, and loss.
In time,
the sound would make its way to Chicago, and on to Nashville, Detriot, and the U.K., but the roots of the music would remain, forever engrained in the shoals and sandbars of the Mississippi Delta.
This story begins
in the early logging camps of the lower Mississippi River – an active, “turn of the century” supply route, where laborers and itinerant musicians would while away the evenings cultivating a new kind sound.
As freshly cut logs traveled down the river to the sawmills, the sound traveled as well, evolving and acquiring influence along the way.
The wood
for this collection was milled from a relic of a bygone era – a dense log who, originally felled for its strength, has remained “sunken” at the bottom of the Mississippi River. it's character, like the music, has evolved over time.
