Deep blues was wonderful. The co-hosts Dave Stewart (Eurythmics) and Robert Palmer, may be two of the most nurdy comperes ever assembled. Even with his omnipresent shades, tough biker boots, and bizarre 'Anton LeVay' beard and moustache, Dave practically falls down with awe upon meeting R.L. Burnside!! (I'll bet Annie Lennox scared the shit out of him!)

Napoleon Strickland, Annie mae Hemphill.....Big jack Johnson, and more. Palmer is the absolute perfect host. He's gangly, sort of inarticulate, looks like he got beat up a lot when he was a kid and has a Southern accent that you could cut with a knife. He simply LOVES this music, and has complete resepect for the musicians. It looks like they may trust him back, which makes it more comfortable than it could have been.

Ya know, Ted. You MUST be right of course about plenty of Southerners NOT feeding into the dynamic. It must have been very difficult for them, but had I been one of them I guess I would have kept my mouth shut. Being called "Nigger Lover" in the fifties sounds like it would have had very scary repercutions.

Obviously verbal insults know no specific areas (as Steve has pointed out)....but I guess we kind of drift into our own "crowd", so I heard very little overtly bigoted terms until I started playing in Rural Ontario ( a LONGGG way from the South)...I heard LOTS of it there.

Rick