During a long ride yesterday, I had more thoughts on the matter. Blues folk have a different vocabulary and life experience than rich people. Here are some examples:
Rich People: "We will be dining al fresco this evening."
Blues Folk: "We gonna pitch a Wang Dang Doodle all night long."
Rich People: "I won the tennis championship at the club last week."
Blues Folk: "I did some time in Tennessee. I shot a man in Memphis just to watch him die."
Rich People: "Excuse me, Ma'am. Can you break a $100 bill?"
Blues Folk: "Gimme more of that cold black coffee, hon. Bitter."
Rich People: "After Exeter, I attended Yale undergrad and then, of course, got my law degree from Daddy's alma mater."
Blues Folk: "A gypsy woman told my mama before I was born, she said you gonna have a boy child comin’ and he gonna be a son of a gun. He gonna make pretty women jump and shout, then the world’s gonna know what this’s all about. You know I’m here, everybody knows I’m here; I’m your hootchie kootchie man."
(Photos are of the great Muddy Waters and Big Mama Thornton. Big Mama did the definitive version of "Hound Dog" -- years before Elvis covered the song.)