Four thousand people, and the music in the name survives because somebody put a disc cutter in a car
The Blues Kitchen holds a 4.4 from four thousand one hundred and eighty-two people, charges twenty to forty pounds, and it is the largest sample in this district by a distance.
The music was nearly lost
Which is the thing worth saying, because it very nearly was.
Because the blues was played by people who were not being recorded.
In the rural South. On porches. In work camps and juke joints and prisons – by musicians who had no contract, no studio, and no reason whatever to think anybody would ever want to hear them.
And a man drove out with a machine
John Lomax, and later his son Alan – travelling with a portable disc-cutting machine in the back of a car.
It weighed a great deal. It could record directly onto aluminium and acetate.
And they went to prisons, deliberately – on the theory that the men inside were isolated from commercial music, from radio and records, and had therefore preserved older songs in a purer form.
Which is a defensible research method, and it produced an extraordinary archive.
And it also meant they were recording men who could not leave.
And the contracts were ugly
Which we have said before in this survey and will say again.
Lead Belly was found this way – and Lomax became his manager, and the arrangement gave Lomax a very substantial share, and they fell out, and it went to law.
Lead Belly died in 1949, and he died poor.
And Goodnight Irene sold two million copies the following year, recorded by somebody else.
Which is the finding
Eight postcodes and thirteen hundred and twenty-five articles.
The name goes to whoever was standing nearest the money.
And the honest other half, which we will not skip: the archive is priceless.
An enormous body of American music that nobody was recording, in places nobody was going, was captured – and without it a very large part of it would simply be gone.
The archive is priceless. The contract was disgraceful. Neither cancels the other.
And volume punishes
Four thousand reviews is four thousand separate evenings, and every bad one is in the average permanently.
The number is not a report card. It is a measure of how much has happened to you.
A 4.4 on four thousand people is considerably harder than a 5.0 on twenty – and the display tells you the exact opposite.
And the twelve-bar is a constraint
Which is the last thing, and it is the argument this survey keeps making.
Because the blues has an extremely tight form. Twelve bars. Three chords. A repeated line, and then an answer.
Which sounds like a limitation, and is the exact opposite.
Because a form that everybody knows means a stranger can walk into a room and play with people he has never met, without a rehearsal, without a chart, and without a word being spoken.
The constraint is what makes it shareable.
The constraint made the product.
Verdict
Good number on a sample that cannot be faked.
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