Personal experience like history does seem to repeat itself.
When I was in high school, I did the US Census to earn a little extra dough. One summer evening on the front porch of a rundown wooden shack on a rundown street on the run down side of town (with all my official survey forms in hand), I felt the the whole place shaking-- not vibrating but shaking-- from the foot stompin', hand clappin', good times singin' and shoutin' goin' on inside.
At the cozy Red Tub in West Columbia, SC, Mr. Todd Cecil and his fingerpicking slide guitar did some very fine shack shakin' of his own. Todd's slide pickin' guitar had the entire audience and staff loosing the nails and screws in the Tub's upstairs wooden floors, hallways, and skylight. With original songs, instrumentals, and a wonderful cover of Neil Young's "Helpless," Todd didn't serve up some all- too-predictable Delta corn syrup; he laid down a great big dollop of hardcore, sliding Piedmont picking blues that had the whole Tub a rockin.' We're talking real cane blackstrap here. Cause I love both these blues styles, Todd certainly loosened my floor joists, since he delivers both of these great traditions at the same time!
So if you want some of that foot stompin,' hand clappin,' front porch shakin," good times music, drop every thing and check out Todd Cecil. He'll rattle you in all the right places.
