Simon Griffee · Design · Photography · Writing · Illustration

What: music

Festa Medioevale, Bracciano, Italy, July 2008

Phil Guy, Chicago, Illinois, US, June 2005

A year before seeing Buddy Guy in San Francisco I saw his brother Phil play in Chicago. The venue was Buddy’s own Legends (Buddy Guy’s Legends Blues Club.). Phil Guy is a terrific guitarist and singer, coalescing many different blues styles into his own repertoire. I recommend his album Funky Booty, which I bought directly from him that night.

Buddy Guy, San Francisco, California, US, February 2006

Seeing Buddy Guy (BuddyGuy.net) play at the Fillmore (Wikipedia - The Fillmore.) was a dream come true. Got there early, went to the front, directly below the stage.

Focusing with the 300D in the dark is a challenge—you can’t trust the auto-focus, you can’t see clearly through the small viewfinder, even with the f/1.4 50mm lens. No matter, the soft focus here works well as an expression of that night’s feeling.

Buddy Guy plays the way life should be lived: With passion, with love and laughter. He inspired everyone from Jimi Hendrix to Stevie Ray Vaughan, and at 70, continues on the road, a bright blue ray of light in the world. Listening to Buddy Guy is an incredible experience.

Stone River

J.J. Cale (J.J. Cale biography.) · To Tulsa and Back.

Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more

Man he done come and gone Polluted all around There ain’t no river runnin’ No water can be found Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more

Fish ain’t swimmin’ Ain’t no fish around nowhere Fish ain’t swimmin’ Ain’t nobody seem to care

They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and canned it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river, Water ain’t runnin’ no more

What used to be a river Now is just an empty site Ain’t no vegetation It’s just an agitation It don’t seem right

There ain’t no trees growin’ No animals are showin’ What used to be a stream Now is just a dream

Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ nowhere Stone river, Water ain’t runnin’ nowhere

The Man he done cut it off And moved it all around There ain’t no river runnin’ No water can’t be found Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more

They botteled up and dammed it Choked it up and canned it Killed the life around it And stole it like a bandit Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more

There ain’t no trees growin’ No animals are showin’ What used to be a stream Is now just a dream Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ nowhere

Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ nowhere Stone river, water ain’t runnin’ no more.