MY MISSION HERE AT BLUESWORLD IS ..To take you back..back to the days when Junior Wells was just a kid..and a harmonica only cost you $2.00... let's go back to the days when you couldnt go thru the negro community without hearing the sweet sounds of Walters harmonica..and BB King talking about 3:00 in the morning..Lil Milton somewhere standin on the back streets crying. Back then you'd walk in the blues clubs and see these beautiful black people... and mannnnn could they dress.. really sharp dressors..guys would have their hair slicked down and tied with a do rag...I really loved the hats..these were the good ole days..I could sit for hours watching the great dancers in these clubs..the dancers were also a part of the whole experience..everything going on in that bar was part of the blues experience... it was like a fashion show..a competition on being cool..and a dance contest..all that seemed to be happening..and there was always somebody doing the drunk dance all by their self..feelng no pain...on top of all this was always a sprinkling of underworld activity..gambling, numbers, pimping..drug sells....smoke rose up from the hands of the band members...smoke was all a part of the party..and the clinking of the glasses..all part of the scene at a blues joint. Black neighborhood, Black club, Black Patrons... the 50s back when the blues was blues..my mission is to bring back those days..those were the days I loved..I had many harmonicas growing up..what kid did'nt.. I use to hang out outside the clubs peeking in..listening to the bands.. at night Id hear it drifting smoothly on the night breeze as I drifted off to sleep. This is home to me..In my mind I travel there often..to me it aint right without this scene...I'm always recreating it in places here in Chicago...just as a retreat for my own sanity..I remember hanging with Junior Wells at The Queen Bee..in the 70s..he would be so clean..and he gave each perfotmance 100%...we were in the last days then..I remember another day me and Jimmy..Jimmy Reed... we went out to hear some blues at the spot where the Aces played on 67th...that was a nice lil spot..we were just kickin it..after being invited to the stage a couple times..he took one of my harps and got up there and did his thing...my goal is to get you to feel what it felt like..or to take you back to the good times..thats what blues world is all about. Living the blues..Loving the blues the people who made it.....it's a celebration of blackness..welcome brothers and sisters..