Albert King

There's an old, old blues couplet -- I first heard Big Bill Broonzy sing it but it certainly goes
further back than even his recollection did, probably to some recently emancipated
tenant farmer in the Yazoo Delta looking out from his front porch at the wavy red
reflections on the river -- "The sun rises in the east, mama, and it sets down in the west/It's
so hard, hard to tell which woman will love you the best." Albert King's "Blues at... More >