everything that lives moves . . .

everything that lives moves . . .

Saturday, October 21, 2017

"Memphis"
1965 Ford Thunderbird




“[When I think of Memphis Minnie] . . . expensive dresses, family portraits, prayer, tobacco, 'When the Levee Breaks', delta blues”.   

            -Natachee Momaday Gray, poet


He’d had a recurring dream of driving down a dark highway at night, the only constant being the kind of car he was driving and the kind of music he was listening to.     

He found out about her when Bob retrieved a crumpled wad of paper from his pocket with the words “1965 T-Bird, call Jimmy”.  Bob was a stubborn Dodge man, so he had to pass.    

So, he went to see Jimmy, an eighty-year-old black Seminole.  The T-Bird was his mother Minnie’s.  She bought it new from the Ford dealer in Wewoka in ’65, but she passed away years ago.  And Jimmy had been restoring the car ever since. 

The car in his dreams was an old T-Bird and the music was the Delta Blues.  Although he now owns Minnie’s T-Bird, he’s just a caretaker, driving it down the country highway that is his life; belonging to the missed because he lives well, a way of moving in the world with Thunderbird feet and feathered wings.      

He imagines Minnie was as beautiful as Memphis Minnie, the great blues musician, and was as tough too. 

10/29/17
Tampa, Florida



The blues musician Johnny Shines recalled, “Any men fool with her she’d go for them right away.  She didn’t take no foolishness off them.  Guitar, pocket-knife, pistol, anything she get her hand on she’d use it . . .”

           -from Woman With Guitar: Memphis Minnie’s Blues

             
Memphis Minnie’s “Hoodoo Lady”:

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