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Here I am, sitting gawking at the unbelievable waterfall at Singapore Airport, sipping a glass of Australian Chardonnay and trying my best to take in your typically exhaustive critique of Muddy Waters' iconic live blues album at Newport in 1960. Impossible, then, to counter anything you say because you sound so damn authorative every time you tap tap tap your reviews.

Can only agree (if it's what you're saying) that the blues masters will always have that edge that their worthy followers could only feign, but over the length of an album, say, the Whites playing the Blues in their wake managed to grab and hold our attention for longer stretches, taking the blues to what I would argue (and I know others do too) to a higher level. I think even Muddy tacitly admitted as much, he simply insisted that they couldn't SING the blues the way he did, because they hadn't LIVED them, how could they?! This he admitted with a wry, good-humoured laugh, which endeared him to me forever and ever.

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