
It seems like all I do these days is post about the recently-deceased. I had planned to hold off on writing anything about James Luther "Jim" Dickinson (seemingly every other music-related website has churned out an obit, remembrance, or career overview) but I just stumbled across this wonderful bit of oral history on Notes & Musings and can't pass up sharing it.
A long and winding meditation on race, class and music in Memphis since 1950, Dickinson's piece is candid and bare. His life-long attempt to negotiate the subtle nuances- not just musical, but racial too- of the blues, rock'n'roll and hillbilly music is examined matter-of-factly, devoid of the turgid mythology that taints so much of the scholarship related to southern music.
Read the entire piece here.
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