rosslyn chapel

readinhte book


the Crossroads


i usually get the blues

pretty bad around christmas

and so this year i decided

to take a trip to

the crossroads in mississippi

to see my friend Nash


arkansas in my rear view mirror



Cross Road Blues
By Robert Johnson (rec 27/11/1936, San Antonio, Texas)

I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
I went down to the crossroad, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above "Have mercy, save poor Bob, if you please."

Mmmmm, standin' at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride
Standin' at the crossroad, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Mmm, the sun goin' down, boy, dark gon' catch me here
Oooo, ooee, eee boy, dark gon' catch me here
I haven't got no lovin' sweet woman that love and feel my care

You can run, you can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.
You can run, tell my friend-boy, Willie Brown.
Lord, that I'm standin' at the crossroad, babe, I believe I'm sinking down.




painting on wood



According to a legend known to modern Blues fans, Robert Johnson was a young black man living on a plantation in rural Mississippi. Branded with a burning desire to become a great blues musician, he was instructed to take his guitar to a crossroad near Dockery's plantation at midnight. There he was met by a large black man (the Devil) who took the guitar from Johnson and tuned it, giving him mastery of the guitar, and handed it back to him in return for his soul. In exchange Robert Johnson became able to play, sing, and create the greatest blues anyone had ever heard.



Robert Johnson




owns a fine single wide mobile home

on bee tree trail

thats right off

the mississippi river






around the corner

at the redneck riviera lounge

beers a dollar

and burgers arent much more






after a couple of days

we set off for

the Crossroads


the seen meet the unseen



The Crossroads at Highway 61 and highway 49 in Clarksdale



I was ready to make a deal

with the devil himself

as i want to make

the best painting in the world

but, didnt spot the devil anywhere

maybe cuz it was broad daylight





i figured the next best thing to do

was find some good bar b que

so off we went to Ground Zero

Morgan Freemans famous restaurant

in Clarksdale



the bath room at ground zero


if you go to ground zero

in clarksdale

look for the crow

which coverd up half a dozen tourists siggys

which seemed like the

right thing to do



black crow at ground zero

(over by the kitchen doooor )































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