It took weeks for me to decide on a blogging challenge for 2022. I didn’t want to lose the momentum I achieved in 2021. The light bulb moment came while I got my morning steps in the gym. Ideas come to me when I walk. I know the plan isn’t original. After all, I know of people who have done the 365 days of thankfulness challenge. I’ve never attempted to express this level of gratitude in any official capacity. How hard can it be, right? This post expresses day twenty-four of 365 days of thankfulness.
Day Twenty-four of 365 Days of Thankfulness
I’m grateful for blues music on day twenty-four of my 365 days of thankfulness. When I heard my first Muddy Waters song on a Chicago radio station, I fell in love with the sound. We didn’t receive the station here in Indiana very often. The weather conditions had to be right, and the radio turned in a certain way to get good reception. I remember the song. Mannish Boy filled my ears, and my heart melted. That Chicago radio station became the only place I could get my fix. The blues hadn’t reached popularity out in the world of corn.
Then the Rolling Stones came on the scene. They had the same blue sound I heard coming from Muddy Waters, only not as soulful. B.B. king soon became one of my favorites. The Allman Brothers started playing white boy blues, and suddenly, the sound was popular. Johnny Winters brought the blues to the kids in the 70s, and we got hooked. People have moved on with the world. I don’t hear the blies played on the mainstream radio these days. There are still great blues artists around today, Buddy Guy and Tab Beniot, to name a few. I’m blessed to live in a time when I can create a playlist and listen to the blues whenever I want.
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