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Authentic Blues?

As many of you know, I’ve been in the music business for many years.  I love to sing the blues because it fits my style.  I am well-aware that some people think that I do not have “true blues attributes” of the “stereotypical blueswoman.”  However, I’m quite confident when I say that what I have few can match.

 I’ve learned a lot about people in this business, and I wanted to share something that alarmed me at a new “blues” club near my home in Lockport.

 Early in January I spoke to the club owner about a booking my band.  He invited me to come and sing at his open mic on Thursday. I told him I’d be there and that I would bring my band since they already knew my material.

 Since this is a way to audition with the hope of landing a paying gig, I met my band at the club that Thursday. Bluesman Billy King and a slew of other local musicians showed up.

 Two months went by without a word. However, we did hear some disturbing news; we heard the club owner would not hire white bluesman. 

 I knew this basis for hiring was practiced in some Chicago clubs, but I was floored to hear it was happening in my own back yard!

 I’m not one to spread rumors, so I went back to the club owner. 

 I arrived at the club and he was talking with a well known local blues promoter. Since I didn’t intend to stay long, I cut to the chase and asked him why he hadn’t called me for a gig. 

 He said he was booked, but that maybe he could get me in on a Monday; adding that “the dough is low,” but that he was planning to install a tip jar on the stage.  

 I didn’t say what I was thinking; instead, I listened. As he talked, a familiar song came through the sound system. I asked him who it was.

 He said, “It’s Billy King”.  I hesitated, but then asked him why Billy hadn’t received a call about a gig in this club.  He stuffed his hands in his pockets and then told me he believed that only black people could accurately sing or play the blues.  I heard my promoter friend holler “Yes! I’m in full agreement with that!”

 I was stunned. The owner added that he thought Billy was great, but he couldn’t play the club because he was white.

 Look up irony in the dictionary:  this club owner loved Billy’s music, and he was using it sell his idea of blues played by black people! 

 What?

 I turned and asked, “What’s the difference if you listen to a white musician on your stereo or listen to them live with your eyes closed?  It’s not about skin color, it’s about the music!”

 I had hoped we were past this. It’s upsetting to think that this sort of prejudice is still with us in 2009.  Evidently, in the eyes of one club owner, we clearly are not.

 Honestly, it sickens me that there seems to be such a strong and persistent reverse racism among some club owners in Chicagoland.  How do these hiring practices promote and support blues musicians of all colors? 

 I wondered what local black blues musicians would think of all this, so I spoke with a few of them. I learned that they felt much the same way: there might be a difference in sound “some of the time,” but to discriminate based on skin color was simply wrong.

The blues communities of St. Louis, Seattle, Los Angeles, and New Orleans seem to have it right.  As a competitor in the International Blues Challenge myself, I know that race should not be the sole reason to hire a blues act. I’ve led blues bands that featured people of all races. Many great bluesmen and blueswomen have diverse bands.

 I really think that a blues community segregated along color lines helps no one, and I wished more people shared that opinion.

 Black musicians = Authentic blues…one hundred percent of the time?  Really? 

 Maybe we need to open our eyes.

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