Published on Oct 31, 2016
Pictures of all things Cincinnati
My wife is a wonderful photographer and possesses a tremendous love for the wonders to be found in downtown Cincinnati…For nearly a decade she has been taking photographs in OTR, the West End, Mohawk and many other parts of town…While she will share them one at a time I have been trying to find a way to share her talents and her true eye for the beauty of this city in a larger fashion. So a couple of weeks ago I was listening to this song…a long lost blues recording by Walter Coleman that the amazing folks from “Shake It” Records brought back to life a couple of years ago with the “Play It Like You Did Back To George St. An Anthology of Cincinnati Blues 1924-1936” …and thought her photos fit the song so I spent a few hours syncing them to the music…I’ll let you be the judge if it is a good marriage…The song is called “I’m Going to Cincinnati”
It’s important to note (so you have the proper perspective while viewing this) that none of these pictures were taken “for” this effort…they simply came from her vast treasure chest of images of our fair city…’
The lyrics...
Now I'm going to Cincinnati, I'm going to spread the news
The fanfoot in Chicago sure don't wear no shoes
Refrain:
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Now when you come to Cincinnati don't get too full
You're liable to meet the cop they call Stargell Bull
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Now when you come to Cincinnati stop on Sixth and Main
That's where the good hustlin women get the good cocaine
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Now when you come to Cincinnati stop at Hoghead Joe,
where you get your turnip greens and your good hog jowls.
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Now I’m goin’ uptown, buy my baby soap and towels,
to wash under her arms and keep her right odor down.
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Now the meanest man that I ever saw
A judge in Cincinnati called Judge Shaw(?)
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
I got a bone in my throat, I can’t hardly swallow,
There’s a place in Cincinnati called Locklander Hollow.
Because I'm going to Cincinnati, the times is good
I'm going to Cincinnati where they eat fried food
And I'm going to Cincinnati, boys, where the bottle is good
Ahhh....Stomp it...
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