So many days since you
went away
I always thought of
you each night and day
Someday, someday
darlin', I won't be troubled no more
Trouble, trouble, and
misery,
Is about to get the
best of me
Someday, someday, my
darlin', I won't be troubled no more
-- Charles Brown
By John Orr
Charles Brown is easily
the most elegant man to ever play the blues, so smooth
and dapper of garb and singing that in the late '40s and
early '50s, people in the music industry, with straight
faces, called him ``the black Bing Crosby.''
Along with T-Bone Walker
and the Vaughn brothers, Brown is one of Texas' great
gifts to the blues, known these days mostly for Christmas
classics he recorded first that were later copied by
modern rock 'n' rollers: ``Please Be Home for
Christmas,'' covered by the Eagles, and ``Merry
Christmas, Baby,'' essayed by Bruce Springsteen.
All but retired to his
Berkeley home, Brown was yanked out on the circuit again
in 1990 or so when Bonnie Raitt asked him to open for her
touring show.
That exposure, along with
the overall worldwide resurgence of interest in the
blues, put this soft-spoken, gentle man back in the
public eye again, and not always in the correct venues.
The last time I saw him
live, for instance, was at JJ's Downtown in San Jose,
with a poor sound system (later improved, but that club
closed; JJ's, which once had three venues, is down to
just one, in a shoebox on Stevens Creek Boulevard) and a
crowd of meat-marketeers who were more interested in
finding each other than in finding Charles Brown.
Gone are the days when
Brown and his trio, the Three Blazers, were the
darlings of the elegant supper club circuit, when Los
Angeles high-rollers
would pay dearly to sit in elegant surroudings and sip
cocktails while Brown's mellifuous voice set a romantic
tone for the evening.
It's a style of blues
almost forgotten, but one Brown himself still loves and
performs beautifully with a exceelent and dedicated small
jazz band at his side.
``A lot of singers today
have beautiful voices,'' Brown said in the tiny backstage
dressing room at JJ's that night. ``But you can't
understand a word they say.
``When I used to perform
in Los Angeles, lovers would come to the club and they
would make their love affairs bloom, hearing the words
that created that atmosphere. The words were important.
They tell the story, and you can relate to the story.''
Bells will be ringing,
the glad glad news
Oh, what a Christmas,
to have the blues
Please be home for
Christmas
If not for Christmas,
Then by New Year's Day
-- Charles Brown
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