Because this blues stuff runs so deep in her soul, in her heart, in her blood -- no, check that, it is her blood, her soul, her heart -- the eternal truth that you can't take it with you may be in for its first serious challenge when the good Lord calls Muldaur home. He just may say "C'mon Maria, bring Me the blues to Heaven."
With James Dapogny's woozy and boozy Chicago Jazz Band lasciviously creating an after hours, Dixieland juke joint, Muldaur's downright horny soprano pays homage to the blues ladies who often were anything but proper ladies: Ma Rainey, Sippie Wallace, Victoria Spivey, Ethel Waters, Bessie Smith, Mamie Smith, Alberta Hunter and Sara Martin; women who weren't afraid to let the neighbors hear all that moaning and a-groaning.
Masterfully capping off a triology that began with the watermark release of 2001's Richland Woman's Blues and Sweet Lovin' Ol Soul (2005), Muldaur's remains as ever truthful and authentic, marred by none of the glossy homogenization or million dollar guests that our other blues interpreters, namely Clapton and Bonnie Raitt, fall prey to time and time again. None of that for Maria my friends for this is down and dirty stuff, featuring once in a lifetime, sexually charged takes of Handy Man; scintillating Empty Bed Blues and One Hour Mama; A Good Man Is Hard To Find; a joyful New Orleans Hop Scop Blues; and a very satisfying, lasting duet with Raiit on Sippie's Separation Blues. Take it from me, you'll need a cold shower after this one.
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