2006-12-16 - 10:49 a.m. Until yesterday, I'd never even heard of Furry Lewis. Today, I can't drag myself away from his last album, recorded in 1969 right before his death. It's not great singing or playing--his best work was recorded in the '20s!--but it is the sound of a man near dying who is singing the blues not for himself but for the whole human race. thoughts? (7 comments so far) previous - next blog archive contact