Dirty Blues I suppose
Crawling from the wreckage of a head-on collision between Professor Longhair’s mother root honkytonk, Tom Waits’ low-life tales of dreams withering on the vine and Memphis Slim’s fire comes a beast that will not conform to the UK blues scene… stodge
A man with a past, who gave up selling sex to sell soul. And sex. He plays dirty blues piano not seen (since Esquerita taught Little Richard a lick or two circa 1952.) and sings with a power and honesty rarely heard.