Happy Birthday Muddy Waters...

My general theory is that if you have style in your delivery, everything else (production, lyrical content, the music itself) is fairly unimportant, and Muddy Waters went a long way towards supporting that theory. I mean, if you listen to his records or live shows, they’re kind of a mess. The music is all over the place, everyone on stage or in the studio was self-taught, you can tell they generally tuned by ear, and the gear is the 50s/60s equivalent of Behringer shit.

But these dudes delivered more style in one note than most of us can manage to conjure in a lifetime of playing and performance. No histrionics. No cutesy bullshit. No outlandish outfits. No backing tracks. No video. Just a sharp suit and a huge wallop of attitude.