The Mississippi Blues Trail – Trumpet Records and Summers Hotel and Subway Lounge

Back in the day a whole bunch of itinerant blues singers would travel around, playing in bars, busking, recording for small ‘black’ labels, and they all needed somewhere cheap to crash.

Blues Trail – Mississippi – A bit more!


Back in the days of segregation (not that long ago) the black and white music was kept well apart. Blacks had their own radio stations with their own music. The Blues, Jazz and R&B were played. The whites got C&W.

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We stopped off at a Blues museum to celebrate James ‘Son’ Thomas and were treated to a performance from his son Pat Thomas. He was quite a character.

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I caught Hubert Sumlin playing in Leeds and took my youngest son along to see the legend. He was Howlin’ Wolf’s guitarist.

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Highway 61 was the route the Blues guys travelled up and down the country.


I stood where BB King had busked. Nobody gave me a penny!


I saw Skip play in Hammersmith London shortly before he died – one of the greats!

Photography – The Mississippi Blues Trail – American heritage

Americans don’t seem to value the rich Blues heritage that sits on their own doorstep. Despite the fact that nearly all modern music stems from the roots of the Blues, R&B and Jazz that came out of Mississippi, Louisiana, Texas and Tennessee (Mixed in with a bit of Country and a few other flavours) they ignore it. If you talk to most Americans about the significance of Charlie Patton they will likely say – ‘Who?’. So I was heartened to find they had gone to the bother of putting up blue plaques all other the place commemorating where all the great Blues Singers worked, lived, played and died. It gave all us mad Blues lovers a reason to gallivant all over the countryside hunting them down.

I was a little chastened when looking for Son House’s plaque I stopped at a big tourist centre, right close to where it was, to ask and they’d never heard of Son House, the Blues Trail or anything to do with it. Asking around it seemed like it was mainly a bunch of fanatical Englishmen like me who were the only ones going round.

Great shame.

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This was Bo Diddleys plaque in McComb. One of my favourite guys. He used to busk in the street where this plaque was situated.

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This is a national steel guitar in the Delta Blues museum. The type many old Blues guys played in the days before amplification because it made a loud sound. I love the sound of a bottleneck guitar.

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This was the monument to Robert Johnson in Hazlewood

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This is the High Street in Yazoo – One of the Great Blues labels of the day.

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The fabled Highway 61 – along which all the Blues guys travelled.

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Muddy Waters cabin – re-erected in the Delta Blues Museum (I wish they’d left it where it was on the plantation).

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A plaque to Son House (I think that was in Clarksdale)

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The Riverside Hotel where everybody stayed. It used to be a hospital for Blacks and is where Bessie Smith died.

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Sonny Boy Williamson 2’s grave (Willie Rice Miller) outside Tutwiler

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Sonny Boy’s grave was hard to find – in the middle of nowhere, set back off the road.

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One of Robert Johnson’s supposed graves (according to Dave ‘Honeyboy’ Edwards not the right one)

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The Blue Café – a Blues Joint where it all happened (And still does)