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Robert Allen Parker Drops a Record with Blues Giants

Album art by Tom Foster

Robert Allen Parker is a patient man. Some fifteen years ago, the local guitar ringer recorded his dream album with a cast of players to die for, including Hi Rhythm’s Leroy Hodges on bass and Howard Grimes on drums. But as time passed, he came to feel dissatisfied with the record. The years flew by, and he became even more embedded in the Beale Street scene, working at Memphis Music Store there for nearly 20 years, and often playing all night at nearby clubs. He came to feel he could revisit and improve upon the concept of his original collaborative album, but bided his time.

Nan Hackman and Robert Allen Parker

Perhaps best known as the guitarist for Hope Clayburn and Soul Scrimmage, Parker can also be seen accompanying Beale Street stalwart Earl “The Pearl” Banks and others. Beyond that, you may know him by the documentary he worked on for a decade, Meanwhile in Memphis: The Sound of a Revolution, released in 2016. As he worked on that project, co-director Nan Hackman encouraged him to follow his instincts and re-cut that album of his dreams. He recently did just that, and the fruit of that labor will soon drop. Like the first album, Parker has assembled an all star cast, but, eschewing vocals himself, he’s content to let his guitar lead the players through this collection. And, with each song performed by a different combo, Parker’s guitar is a welcome thread of continuity, tying the tracks together. It helps that his tone is a perfect combination of growl and grit, nailing the sweet spot between choogle and boogie.

Preston Shannon

But, to his credit, Parker also stays out of the way, the more to let his guest stars shine. Perhaps the most poignant cameo here is that of Preston Shannon, who passed away this January. His three performances here are the last he ever recorded, and they bear witness to his vocal chops. And while most of the band on Shannon’s tracks creates a seamless funk/soul stew, Parker’s guitar adds a welcome bit of heaviness that one might not otherwise hear paired with Shannon.

Speaking of the seamless funk/soul stew, some of it is cooked up by the Hi Rhythm core of Hodges and Grimes, who play on tracks sung by both Shannon and Daddy Mack. And, as always, it’s stunning how the bass and drums lock together on these numbers, bearing down like some relentless bulldozer, much in the way we’ve heard them on classic Hi records, not to mention their Grammy-nominated album with Robert Cray.

The material here is mostly comprised of chiefly Beale Street chestnuts, but there are many surprises, including several numbers by Parker himself, including the amusing “Belly Dancing Woman,” sung by Daddy Mack. But even the chestnuts are molded by each artist, in true blues tradition. Among the singers, besides Shannon and Mack, we hear performances by Chris Stephenson, “Dr. Feelgood” Potts, daughter Sheba Potts-Wright on the classic “Crazy ‘Bout You Baby” (popularized by Tina Turner, and more locally by the Hellcats), and Smokey Yates narrating “The Story of the Blues.” Billy Gibson, Robert Nighthawk Tooms, and Malcom Burt contribute harp licks, and Randy Westbrook adds some piano and organ here and there.

Earl ‘The Pearl’ Banks

But the standout tracks, to these ears, are those by Banks, whose voice ranges from a vulnerable Skip James falsetto to a weathered growl that well suits his 80-odd years. His “Floodin’ Down in Memphis,” a reworking of Larry Davis’ “Texas Flood,” combines ominous lyrics of disaster with a shrug-it-off blues shuffle. And two other numbers, featuring just the guitars of Parker and/or Banks, are all the more powerful for their sparseness, giving “You Don’t Have to Go” and “Key To the Highway” new life, and capturing this local legend’s voice in all its time-worn glory.

Robert Allen Parker leads an all-star band in a record release party for this album on Saturday, August 11th, at Blues City Cafe, 2-4:30 pm.

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Never too old for the Blues

“Daddy” Mack Orr has a lot of stories to tell. Since learning how to play the guitar at the young age of 40, Orr has traveled the country and released multiple albums with local label Inside Sounds, all while becoming a fixture on the Memphis blues scene. We caught up with Orr to get some of his backstory prior to the release of his latest album, A Bluesman Looks at Seventy.

Flyer: What made you want to learn how to play the guitar at 40 years old?

Orr: Ever since I was boy I wanted to play the blues. I’d be out in the field pickin’ cotton during the day, and at night I’d go home and listen to the radio. I’d listen to B.B. King and Little Milton and I’d think, Man, I wish that I could do that.

When I was around 12 or 13 years old, I became friends with a boy on another plantation that was close to mine, and on the weekend, we would go to another plantation that had gambling in one room and music in the other. We would stay there for two or three nights over a weekend, but after I got married and moved to Memphis, I got away from all of that. I forgot about it.

Then one day I was sitting in my truck listening to the radio, and they played Albert King. I don’t know what the song did to me, but I had to learn how to play the blues. I went to the pawnshop and put an amp and guitar on layaway, thinking that I’d get it out for Christmas. This was about two or three months before Christmas, and I ended up getting them out of layaway in about two or three weeks. I used to carry that guitar everywhere I went. I’d take it fishing with me, and I’d take it to work. I had the type of job where I had a lot of time to just sit around playing guitar. It was kind of tough learning how to play, but once I started catching on to it and learned it on my own, I started putting different stuff together.

What keeps you driven at this age to create new music?

I just love to perform, and I think people enjoy it. I also hope to make some money before I die. A lot of people are dead before they get famous, and I’m hoping that doesn’t happen with me, even if it looks like it might be going that way right now.

You’ve been playing at the Center for Southern Folklore for quite some time. Where else did you play when you were first getting started?

I know those folks well, because I’ve been playing there since I started playing out. This lady named Ellen used to work there, and she knew me because I had a shop nearby. She kept telling the people at the Center that they needed to get me to play there. She got me my first show, and I’ve been playing there ever since. Before that, this guy Earl the Pearl asked me to play in a band as a fill-in, and I played a couple of songs with them. The next Saturday night, they were playing at Green’s Lounge. I was lying in the bed when he called again and said to come help them out. I went and played with them and came back home. The next Saturday night, I was lying in bed again when they called and said, “The guitar player didn’t show up to play. We want you to be in the band permanently.” That’s how I joined the Fieldstones. When I first started playing, I figured that I would play small clubs or someone’s house or something. I never dreamed I would play in a lot of the places I’ve been able to play. I just haven’t made the money yet. But I have had a chance to see the world. These long drives we go on used to seem like they took a long time, but now driving to a show in Minnesota is just like driving up the street.

Daddy Mack Blues Band, Saturday July 11th, at the Center for Southern Folklore, 8 p.m. $10.

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Bluestones-The Daddy Mack Band

Following an album of classic-rock covers earlier this year, the Daddy Mack Band returns to what put them on the map. Frontman Daddy Mack Orr appropriates the fix-it-because-I-can imagery from his other life as a mechanic at his North Memphis auto-repair shop on “Shade Tree Mechanic.” The four-minute-plus length of most of Bluestones’ gives Orr’s guitar some room to un-spool and the tight rhythm section space to jam. Orr’s guitar rouses songs that are otherwise encumbered with sub-par lyrics and vocals, and in instrumentals such as “Slim Jenkins’ Joint,” his guitar is given the full spotlight. The album ends one song too late, with a backwater cover of “Feliz Navidad” that can’t overcome the song’s inherent kitsch. But the overall effect of Bluestones cements the band’s place in the contemporary blues firmament. — Greg AkersGrade: B+