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Ever since the financial melt down and the Federal Reserve's drastic slashing of interest rates to stave off a second Great Depression I have wondered why we have not funded sorely needed projects to rebuild the state and the nation's crumbling infrastructure. It seems like a no brainer. With the cost of borrowing money the lowest it has and will ever be you would think the parties could agree that now is the time. So what is the hold up? Republicans.
While most Minnesotans are aware that the Republican controlled House played games waiting until the last hour of the 2016 session so they could pass a fait accompli bill with just enough time left for the Democrat controlled Senate to rubber stamp their version without amendment and then adjourned. When Governor Dayton discovered a possible $100 million mistake in the bill that did pass he pocket vetoed it and announced he is willing to call a special session to correct the mistake and pass the bonding bill that they ran out of time to reconcile in a conference committee. Now the Republicans are dragging their feet again refusing to agree in advance to the agenda for the special session. So I got to thinking, why would the supposed fiscally conservative Republican party be so adamant in their opposition to a bonding bill that most would agree is needed for things like replacing decrepit bridges and municipal water works and waste treatment plants? The people of Minnesota would save money on the low interest rates. Hmmm...Could it possibly be the one special interest that would not make as much money if the bill passed now as opposed to the next regular session when the interest rates may well rise? A simple google search produced a result to a link to the Center for Responsive Politics' OpenSecrets.org page on campaign contributions by the commercial banking industry and look what I found:
"In the early 1990s, the industry split its support between Democrats and Republicans, but since then has heavily favored Republicans, with the exception of the 2008 election cycle. In recent years, the lean has become even more pronounced. In 2014, 72 percent of the industry's donations to candidates and parties, or more than $19 million, went to Republicans."
So a year or two from now when you wonder why we are paying higher interest rates to commercial banks for finance charges on loans or bonds to cover public works projects we could have done earlier at a lower rate you can do like the bankers and thank their pals the Republicans.
Under the Radar Music Group threw a party last night in
Minneapolis to celebrate the label's latest release, “Doug MacLeod: Live in Europe" and celebrate they
did! As anyone lucky enough to be in
attendance at this gem of a music cafe on the banks of the Mississippi River in
the St. Anthony Falls district of Minneapolis will tell you. It was a special night all around as the
crowd was treated to the honor of witnessing one of America's finest blues
songwriters, guitarists and
singer/philosophers who was fresh off from winning a Blues Music Award for
Blues Acoustic Artist of the Year.
Last night MacLeod showed no signs of resting on his
laurels. Playing a solo acoustic set wherein he showcased some of the mostly
original material off his latest release, the afore mentioned "Live In
Europe" before being joined by local Minneapolis legend Jeff Arundel and
his band to perform a song they just
recorded the night before at Arundel's studio.
As someone who prides himself on his knowledge of blues
music, somehow Mr. MacLeod had managed to fly under my radar, but no more. Recently a friend at work drew my attention
to the mystical Hasidic Judaism belief known as Tzadikim Nistarim or the hidden
righteous ones. Being Lutheran I was
totally unfamiliar with this widely held belief in Judaism that there exist 36
righteous people whose role in life is to justify the purpose of humankind in
the eyes of God. Watching Doug MacLeod
perform the blues last night I could not help but think that Doug MacLeod is a
Tzadik Nistar or one of the righteous ones whose role in life, like that of his
mentors, Pee Wee Crayton, George Harmonica Smith and Big Joe Turner, just to
name a few, is to justify the purpose of the blues in the eyes of humankind,
which purpose, as far as the blues are concerned, is to overcome adversity with
a sense of joy and good humor.
While this may sound like over the top rhetoric to the
uninitiated, as anyone familiar with Doug MacLeod's career knows, it does not
even begin to scratch the surface. No stranger
to adversity, Doug MacLeod overcame adversities in both his personal and
professional lives and isn't shy about sharing with his audience the hard won
lessons from those struggles. In a genre
that is so often misunderstood by some as being too maudlin on the one hand or
too macho (e.g. "I'm A Man") on the other, MacLeod reminds us that
the blues isn't about wallowing in self-pity but rather the joy in overcoming
it and he is the true embodiment of what it is to be a man. Be yourself, stay positive and try to find
the humor in life, especially when life's fortunes takes its inevitable
downturns. If you can do that, keep your
perspective and embrace change life will get better if that is what you make
it.
Just as he struggled with a difficult childhood, when he
became an adult and chose being a blues musician for a profession he was faced
with a dual race barrier. When
performing on the road with the great African American blues artists, as a
member of their entourage he was often faced with some of the same Jim Crow
laws as they were. While it obviously
pales in comparison with what the African Americans had to put up with there
was the separate subtle disadvantage of being taken seriously as a white
musician in what some would consider an art form most closely associated with
blacks. Now the above is strictly my
analysis as Doug clearly states that he was humbled by the way his African
American mentors and colleagues treated him as if race and racism did not
exist. Clearly MacLeod and his generation
benefited from the careers of early jazz and big band race pioneers like
Rosalind Cron and Porky Cohen, who broke the reverse race barriers in the
1940's as white members of black bands the Sweethearts of Rhythm and the Lucky
Millinder Orchestra. MacLeod followed
in their footsteps a couple decades later and had the talent and good fortune
to have played with many of the greats. MacLeod
tells his audiences that it was both an honor and humbling to be accepted by
the legends of blues, not as a white guitarist but as a blues songwriter and
guitarist period. His songs have been
covered by the likes of Albert King and Albert Collins. This is a man whose son's godfather was Pee
Wee Crayton and Doug was a pallbearer at Big Joe Turner's funeral (although, ever
the humble one, Doug adds only because their mutual friend Pee Wee predeceased
Joe).
But enough history let me tell you about the show. Opening with the title track off his
acclaimed 1997 Album on Audioquest, "You Can't Take My Blues", MacLeod
set the song up with a discussion on how we are all are unique individuals and
how important it is in life to learn how to be ourselves and be comfortable
with that. Once he began playing, MacLeod
quickly demonstrated why he is the consummate touring acoustic blues act. Striking the perfect mixture of conversation,
singing and playing MacLeod tailored his performance to the size of the room
and mood of the audience so that his sound was never over powering or competing
with the crowd noise yet he could rein in the audience at will with dynamics to
emphasize a somber passage with the subtlest of licks from his National
guitar. With every song MacLeod had
either a message about one of life's hard learned lessons or a story to
tell. On a good night the blues raconteur
leaves the audience spellbound and Friday night was one of those nights. I was so mesmerized by both the message and
performance that I forgot to take a photo or even fiddle with my smart phone.
Introducing the next number with an explanation as to the
meaning of the expression from which it takes its title, "Your Bread Ain't
Done", which in the parlance of St. Louis street vernacular circa 1950's
meant you were a little crazy or half
baked. As this original of his was
covered by the great Albert King, Doug reminded the audience how much he
admired Albert's unique singing voice as well as his guitar playing. This resonated with me as well since I was
always struck by the fearless, unashamed vulnerability in the singing voice of
such a large, intimidating man.
Things got a little poignant with the next number , a
version of "Cold Rain" off of the new release "Live in
Europe" which Doug explained in the set up to the song. "Cold Rain" is about when you are
in a relationship and when you wake up in the morning and look outside, no
matter the weather , feels like it’s going to be a cold , wet and stormy day,
that relationship is over and life is telling you to get out of it and move on
down the road. If you do and you stay
true to yourself, in a couple years you will find yourself in a new
relationship and the sun will shine again.
A simple truth spoken by a wise man.
Next up was "Raylene" an up tempo number that let
Doug stretch a little with his incredible slide playing on his National
guitar. As the character in the song,
"Raylene", is from Baton Rouge I could not resist from asking Doug
after the show if he gets to Baton Rouge much and when he indicated he did I
had to ask him the question I have been asking people the last 17 years: "Have you ever heard of a little
roadhouse right off the main interstate connecting Houston with New Orleans
close to the Baton Rouge exits called Aunt Sara's?"
A friend of mine who is now deceased and I stopped there in
1999 after seeing a billboard advertising that the owner use to cook Cajun
boils for the Kennedy and Johnson White House.
We were the only patrons that afternoon and had the best meal and most
delightful time exchanging stories with the woman bartender, we truly hated to
leave. The weird thing about it is no
one I have talked to in the last 17 years had ever heard of it and I was
seriously questioning my sanity. It was
like an episode of the twilight zone.
Before Doug could spit out the words I have become so
accustomed to ("never heard of it") Doug's manager, and the head of
Under the Radar Music Group, (the label "Live in Europe" is on) and
the most amazing music industry professional, Miki Mulvihill, over heard my
question and to my utter astonishment assures me Aunt Sara's did exist but
sadly went the way of many businesses post Katrina era storms.
But I digress, Doug followed "Raylene" with the
title track of his 1997 release "Unmarked Road" an iconic blues
number with more killer slide work which leads us to the next number and a rare
cover song, Doug's version of the old Bukka White train song "Panama
Limited" which Doug says "goes exactly like this" but calls his
version the "New Panama Limited". This number is also on the new
release "Live in Europe" and Doug sets it up with the funniest story
of the evening about performing the song in Germany. I won't ruin it here but instead insist you
go see Doug live and hear the story from the raconteur himself.
Following the lengthy Panama "unlimited" (sorry
the German in me) was one of my highlights of the evening, an absolutely
stellar version of the title track to his 2012 release "Brand New
Eyes". The version he did last
night with the great lyrics, beautiful phrasing and the most beautiful, subtle
melodic and rhythmic guitar accompanying
it, the only thing that comes to mind and this is an imperfect comparison, is
Lowell George circa "Roll Um Easy" and "Fool
Yourself". Needless to say I was
beyond impressed and downright smitten.
As if things couldn't get any better, that is when Doug pulls
the clincher for me, he tells a Big Joe Turner story, one of my absolute heroes
and tells of how late in his career the great Kansas City Blues Shouter and
absolute force of nature was reduced by age to walking out on stage with
assistance and taking a chair to perform.
But as I personally witnessed in the summer of 1982, when the music
started a spark would light up in Big Joe's eyes and that great voice would
return only slightly diminished. But
eventually the body becomes so broke that a time comes when we have to
"Send the Soul Home".
Something Doug literally did as a pall bearer at Big Joe Turner's
funeral. "Send the Soul Home"
was the name of a song that first appeared on his Live in 1991 album but he had
just recorded a new version the night before at Jeff Arundel's studio in
Minneapolis. Jeff and his band then
joined Doug along with his band consisting of
Jeff Arundel and Pat Frederick on
guitars, Kale Reed on bass and Ben Peterson on drums and they just killed
it. Not only was this a new arrangement
for Doug but completely new as far as Jeff and his band were concerned, yet the
way they worked with Doug, giving each other space, playing just right for the
room and with the same beautiful natural tone that Doug plays in was simply a
tribute to their professionalism as musicians.
Pat Frederick's beautiful lead acoustic guitar work on "Send the
Soul Home" gave me goosebumps.
Jeff and his band then performed a short set which included
the Rumsfeldesqe (joking) "Know What I Know" and a song Jeff
performed at Harmon Killibrew's funeral which goes to show you how well Jeff is
respected in Minnesota. Being ever the
gentleman, Jeff then invited Doug back up for several more numbers, a perfect
ending to a most memorable night.