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Blue Chicago Woman
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A semi-autobiograhical song (emphasis on "semi"), that tries to capture the feel of both N'awlins and Chicago. The rain and thunder were a special treat that we captured as Paul and I laid down this track in the back room of Durty Nellie's Pub.
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A left of center americana blues lover with a rock soul that's been known to sing a country or folk tune when asked nicely.
Hi. This is my singer/songwriter gig, actually. I have a band - Cats on Smack- which I'll put up here as soon as we can get it together enough to do a bio. The stuff I do out by myself tends to be more acoustic, blues, americana than the straight up rock and blues I do with my band, thus the two entries (well, one for now).
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#7,245 today Peak #95
#560 in subgenre Peak #13
Author
Juliann Salinas/Jeff Lindsey/ Paul Allodi
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2003
Uploaded
July 29, 2003
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I wanted to write a song that talked to the nature (New Orleans) and nuture (Chicago) aspects of my life. Jeff Lindsey helped me make the song more straight-up bluesy without losing the original ideas, and Paul Allodi - arranging god, slide guitar fiend and in-my-face friend that he is, helped pull it all together, made me re-work some lyrics and music, and made it a song I'm happy with - even as a scratch track.
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I'm a blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Yeah, a blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Such a wicked mix of trouble Outta be some kind of sin Mama tried to hold on, to keep me off that path But for every ounce of Mama's good, Daddy'd double it with bad Drinkin' and carousin' until one night it got rough Now I ain't seen the Crescent City since I rode that blue train North (So I'm a) Blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Yeah, a blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Such a wicked mix of trouble Outta be some kind of sin Got Daddy in my blood But Mama owns my soul Still sometimes that Bayou voodoo Bubbles up and takes control I'm hopin' up in heaven Mama don't see my wicked ways 'Cuz if she does I know she'd say Girl, you got hell to pay (That's why I'm a) Blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Yeah, a blue Chicago woman By way of New Orleans Such a wicked mix of trouble Outta be some kind of sin
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