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Hand Me My Travelin' Shoes: In Search of Blind Willie McTell

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A well-researched well-written book. My only beef with all of the civil war background stuff, etc., was that it substantially delays the appearance of Mr. McTell.

Once Mr. McTell finally shows up, the book moves at a lively pace and contains a wealth of information about Mr. McTell previously unknown to the general public. And as can be expected, Mr. McTell turns out to be a much more complex character who lived a more complex life than what one might expect.

Although he never had a hit record, Willie lived a decent working-class life as a local musician and his superior musical skills earned him the respect of both white and black audiences as well as the respect of his fellow musicians. Willie might've been riding the rails, all right, but he wasn't riding in any box cars. Rather, he'd be working his way through the passenger cars earning his living playing for tips.

Again, Mr. Gray deserves to be commended for his hard work on this project. All blues historians owe him a pat on the back and the rest of us know much more about Mr. McTell than we ever would've without Gray's efforts. His approach was/is much like a good reporter sniffing out an important story dispite the fact that Willie had been dead almost 50 years before work on the book started. Indeed, most of the 'first-person' sources (people who actually knew Willie in person) died before the book made it to publication.

You can't have everything but if you could I wish Mr. Gray would've researched more information about Willie's guitars. As a guitar player myself, I am curious.

Any hard-core blues historian will enjoy this book. As for me, I couldn't put it down. I read the whole thing in one sitting.

Blind Willie McTell, like Robert Johnson and other legendary figures, never had a hit record. When he died in 1959, after decades of playing on the streets and clubs of Atlanta, Georgia, he was largely forgotten - but today is celebrated. Several of his songs, most notably "Statesboro Blues," have become staples of blues and blues-rock. Mystery author David Fulmer made McTell a central character in "The Dying Crapshooter's Blues," inspired by one of McTell's songs; and Bob Dylan wrote that "Nobody can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell." Among blues enthusiasts and scholars, the body of McTell's music is second to none. With Michael Gray's new book on McTell, "Hand Me My Travelin' Shoes," we get part social history, part biography and part travelogue as Gray takes the reader on his journey in uncovering the facts of McTell's life.

This is not simply a dry recitation of the life and music of Blind Willie McTell. He takes us back several generations to McTell's ancestors, which include a slave owner who fought for the Confederacy and was even a prisoner of war. Using census materials, he comes across the many different spellings as well as the small rural Georgian communities, tracks what ancestors on both sides of McTell's family did, and lived, and takes us through his birth, childhood and career as a musician who made a number of celebrated recordings during his life, yet was relatively forgotten when he passed. Using census records, old newspapers, and oral history he evokes the world McTell lived in, one of white supremacy, segregation and lynchings, yet one where McTell seemed to avoid the harshest aspects of the racist repression.

Gray tracks his life from upbringing, the school for the blind, and his homes in various communities including Statesboro and Atlanta. McTell, despite his handicap, was quite independent and able to negotiate the streets and buses of Atlanta quite well. We are taken to the places he lived, the women in his lives and how his reputation was sufficient to earn him a recording career. Gray does not over-romanticize McTell or his music. He recognizes its greatness and yet realizes that he was not a major recording star in terms of record sales. He also is sober in discussing about McTell's music as represented on recordings. He gives us the stories underlying how the sessions came about and discusses succinctly the recordings, where they took place and gives reasoned and thoughtful analysis.

This extends beyond simply the commercial recording sessions for Victor-Bluebird, Okeh, Decca and others. There is some consideration of the Library of Congress recordings made under the auspices of John A. Lomax and Gray does spend some space noting that the original reissue of this material had some omissions, because if a few bits of speech were left off, they could get everything else on one tape and thus was issued first on record and then CD, even listed as The Complete Library of Congress Recording is not complete and omits some of McTell's comments on songs or that he used to sing "I Got to Cross That river Jordan" which he used to sing and play with Blind Willie Johnson. And his wife Ruby was at the session and added her comments. So that the image that one has of the patronizing Lomax and other aspects Gray argues is misleading because of what was omitted.

Despite Gray including his own journey of visiting where McTell lived, walking the dusty country roads McTell walked, and visiting the buildings where McTell recorded and played, the book is still about McTell. Michael Gray has enriched us with Blind Willie McTell's story and the legacy, and it's a story well worth reading.

The above review originally appeared in Jazz & Blues Report's 2009 Gift Guide published in late 2009 ([...]). If I could give half stars I probably would give 4 1/2 stars.

I'm very pleased to have the chance to tell everyone about this wonderful biography of a giant of the Country Blues, which is also much more than a book about Willie McTell. I've been a fan of Country Blues for over 10 years now. In my opinion, Blind Willie is one of the very best musicians of the 20th century. I purchased the UK version of this biography of Willie about a year ago via the Amazon UK website. I must say that it was a terrific read, and that the American version looks even better.

Mr. Gray tells McTell's life story in an empathetic and passionate way. I also found all of the Civil War and Georgia-related information to be absolutely breathtaking. Mr. Gray is not only a Blues historian, but also an expert on American history. On a related note, I picked up the "Down The Tracks" dvd about Bob Dylan and found Michael Gray's commentary to be insightful. The dvd, and this wonderful biography, are available on Amazon for a very cheap price.

Now that a book has been written about Mr. McTell, it would be appropriate if someone would publish Johnny Shines' autobiography. Mr. Shines was right up there with Blind Willie McTell in my opinion, but is often glossed over in favor of talking about Robert Johnson, which is a true shame.

Enjoyed it--nice job of combining the facts of McTell's life with the story of his biographical sleuthing and, of course, the general background of McTell's time and place. His Brit irascibility may anger some people, but I found the whole account entertaining.

Most biographies have their subject's birth established early in Chapter One. Not this one. The reader has to be torturously led through five chapters and 93 pages before getting to Blind Willie McTell's birth. Why so long? The author, under the grossly mistaken assumption that every aspect of genealogical research is fascinating (including the restaurant fare to be had to and from county courthouses), recounts endless irrelevant details that become extremely tiresome very quickly en route to the main story. Did you know that the food in Warrenton, Georgia, is "lumbering and uninspired"? Do you care? If so, you'll enjoy the fact that Gray doubles as an irritating food critic for much of the book.

Every white person Gray meets in his southern journey is a fat, stupid racist...and he has to tell you all about each and every one of them, as well. The author is English, but he's read some James Baldwin, and a couple of Civil War books, so now he's an expert on white/black relations in the American South...both in McTell's time and our own (nothing has changed much, in his view). Predictable and stupid. The author grandly imagines that "anyone trying to understand the United States today" will benefit from the tremendous insight he offers, but Gray has utterly no understanding of American culture, white or black, and is, in fact, the most prominent racist in the book. Which should be transparently obvious to everyone, except the author.

There is some good information here, so if you're interested in McTell's music, it may be worth reading those bits. Just be prepared to slosh through vast troughs of trivia, reverse racism, misinformed opinions, and pretentiousness beforehand.

This book is not so much about Blind Willie McTell as it is a diatribe against white southerners, written with a racial and political (up to and including Bush bashing) agenda in mind. I had hoped for some real insights about McTell's music but page after page of unreadable genealogical information (though the Civil War sections are interesting but that racial agenda keeps rearing it's ugly head) that doesn't really add to the story (and could have been much shorter and more concise, a graph would have helped) and the unremitting anti-white bias ruins any enjoyment I may have derived. I really can't recommend this to any fan of the music that doesn't want to wallow in white guilt.

I enjoyed Mr. Gray's book and I applaud him for taking on such a daunting task. I have lived in Thomson, Georgia for 40+ years and I had no idea who Blind Willie McTell was until the first of many "Blind Willie" Blues Festivals was put on several years ago. The outdoor site is less than a quarter mile from my house. Since then I have learned quite a bit about this local blues legend.

Michael Gray's book is a nice biography of Willie McTell and, it contains a pretty good history of the area around Thomson, Georgia. (We call this area the Central Savannah River Area, or CSRA.) Although, Mr. Gray doesn't seem to think much of this part of the deep South, it is home to me and it was home to Willie as well. Blind Willie's music would not have been the same had he been born and raised somewhere else.