OK, I admit. I’m not the biggest blues fan. Not because the sound is offensive – it isn’t, in general, though there are only so many times a body can be force-fed another one of Stevie Ray Vaughan’s hits or a poor live version by some wannabe thereof and not puke.

Personally, and not that you asked, but my affinity for blues edges more toward the contemplative contemporary stuff – Chris Thomas King, The Black Keys, Judas Priest (just kidding) – and selections from the Mesolithic Era, specifically from Alan Lomax’s field recordings for Smithsonian Folkways. A lot of what falls in between is so-so, especially bar bands and double-especially the most glorified bar band of all time, Los Lonely Boys. (I’ll take Blues Hammer over them any day.)

Anyhoo, the blues: Not much of it gets me going, but probably because I don’t know shit from shinola when it comes to the local stuff – and there’s a lot of it. Granted, most of it is the province of old white dudes, but it’s still pretty impressive. Case in point: the guys on the Texas Blues Project Vol. 1: Fort Worth Artists, an album that features a murderer’s row of talent, starting with singer-songwriter and six-string slinger Stephen Bruton, who’s played with Kris Kristofferson, fellow Fort Worthian-done-good Delbert McClinton, and Bonnie Raitt, among others.

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