My Black Mama
When Charley Patton traveled to Grafton, Wisconsin in 1930, he brought his friend Son House along for the ride. House, an ex-preacher torn between the pulpit and the bottle, played the blues with a furious, unholy intensity. On "My Black Mama," he attacked his steel-bodied National resonator guitar, snapping the strings against the fretboard with a heavy copper slide while shouting his vocals until his voice went hoarse. This brutal, percussive two-part recording was the purest distillation of the raw Mississippi Delta sound, later acknowledged by Robert Johnson as a major influence on his own development.
The floating-verse lineage for this recording (who else recorded it, where the melody or lyric traveled, and how it was adapted) is still being mapped. This section will trace the song's DNA across the archive.
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