Once there was a boy who lived in the Mississippi delta south. His daddy was a music playin man. But his momma liked to run around.
Before the boy was conceived, there were plans for them to head up north to Detroit. But instead his woman left the music man for a devil named Jim Crow.
That was back in the day when white folks in power couldn't take untamed "black folks". And so, they made bad laws. Laws like curfews (imposed only on African Americans). Laws that allowed white folks to "pick up" African Americans for "loitering", simply if they weren't working, or if they were merely walking down the road.
After just a few days the woman got pregnant and the blues they made was a bastard son. A real unruly boy from the devil seed of Jim Crow. But just like a heartless devil, Jim put em out. And with no where to turn she returned back to the music man and he took the both of em back in.
It's a bitter pill, what that devil'l make you swallow. But his daddy loved the blues. He loved that blues made from the devils seed like his own. And so he moved em all up north stoppin off in Chicago and then up to Detroit.
It was there that his daddy took a job playin at a nightclub. A nightclub on Hastings street called the Henry Swing club. And when the music man played, all the towns people would start to boogie.
Born on the 6th day of the week, they called that boy the blues. And on the 7th day his Daddy spoke. And he said "let that boy boogie-woogie, cause it's in him, and it got to come out".
Boogie Chillen' !!
-(inspired by the lyrics of "Boogie Chillen'", by John Lee Hooker).
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