I started singing the Blues in the early 1990’s after trying every other
type of music and never feeling it was right. Although I can sing
just about any style of music, the pleasure was not there. The Blues
felt right from the minute I began singing it. I didn’t have to try
to sound like anyone for the first time. I just sang how I felt and
it worked!
I have always performed in any contest I could find and when I started
researching more about the Blues, I found out about the King Biscuit Blues
Festival that could lead you to the W.C. Handy competition in Memphis,
TN.
So, I flew to Memphis, TN to perform in the King Biscuit Blues Festival
in Helena, AK with the hopes of winning that competition so I could then
compete in the W.C. Handy competition later that week in Memphis, TN.
Although, I didn’t know how I would perform because I had no band mates
or equipment, at that time, to be a one-woman show either. What to
do?
As fate would have it, I met a wonderful man by the name of Lou Savarin
who had a restaurant on Beale Street in Memphis. He let me sing with
the piano player in his restaurant and really dug my voice. He then
introduced me to a drummer who then introduced me to some street musicians
he played with.
They were performing in front of Lou’s place, so I took a listen.
They were pretty good. I asked them if they knew the song Dr. Feelgood,
they did and we gave it a try. It wasn’t bad for the first try with
musicians I had never met before. I even got some change thrown into
the bucket! I gave them another song to practice, after we figured
out the key of F sharp was the best for me. I am not a trained musician
so I had to sing it and they had to work it out until we knew the key was
right. This was for the song, Payin’ the Cost to be the Boss.
I went totally on faith, as you can probably guess, that we would come
together on the day of the Festival and sound half-way decent. So
we packed up the rented mini-van and off we went.
I had never done anything in my life like this before. Just on
a whim, hoping, praying that the Blues would save my butt!
The Festival performance went well but I did not move on to the next
level to W.C. That was ok though, because after my performance at
the Festival a lady came up to me and asked where I was from and where
do I perform. She said she would travel anywhere to hear me sing.
That touched me and I knew that my trip had not been a waste and that any
blue feelings I had of not winning were quickly washed away.
I then went back to Memphis to be a tourist and went into BB Kings club
on Beale Street where Ruby Wilson was performing. She asked if anyone
wanted to sing some songs with her. I was quickly shoved out onto
the packed dance floor by my Dad and I grabbed the mic and began free form
singing whatever came out of me because I didn’t know the words to what
Ruby was singing.
Well, the crowd went wild and so did BB’s band, the King Bees.
I also took joy in the fact that I did something “crazy” in life and
just went for it. I got to see a different part of America that I
had never been to before. I got to do the whole Elvis-Graceland thing,
which was so much fun. What a time capsule!
Singing the Blues has brought me nothing but pleasure in my life.
How ironic that the Blues really end up bringing happiness.
Sincerely,
Kathy
Kathy Nobrega Website