07May / 2015

Robert Belfour

I tried to play in the style of Robert Belfour R.I.P. using my metal Dobro guitar with bottleneck:
https://soundcloud.com/fingerstyle_guitar/inside-outwav

Robert “Wolfman” Belfour (September 11, 1940 – February 24, 2015) R.I.P. – he played his HILL STOMP so well!

I was inspired by the WordPress blog of Shein Die:

‘BOUT SHEIN: If you’re reading this, it means you’re devoting some of your time to me and my photos: Thank you so much. COPYRIGHT photographs are the EXCLUSIVE PROPERTY of Shein Die .. all taken by myself, none in the Public Domain… All Rights Reserved -payment of a fee will apply if I give permission for use- OR if other arrangement is made between user and myself. Giving away valuable work for no recompense devalues our work and it devalues the works of our colleagues * sheindie.wordpress.com/ SHEIN / My hope is that my photographs inspire others to broaden their exposure to Blues Music and Black Culture.

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About Didi van Frits

writer, photographer, guitarist, painter

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7 responses to “Robert Belfour”

  1. Naomi Baltuck

    What a cool pairing of performance, and then teaching!

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  2. Bumba

    Clear and steady. Rings like a bell, my friend.

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  3. sheindie

    Robert WOLFMAN Belfour … the last of the original authentic Mississippi Hill Country Bluesmen ~ I was honored to have spent time with him ~ he is missed.

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  4. frizztext

    actually I’m learning GOING TO GERMANY
    http://mudcat.org/thread.cfm?threadid=14622
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    • frizztext

      GOING TO GERMANY
      Written by Noah Lewis
      As sung by Gus Cannon 1929
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      I’m goin’ to German; I’ll be back some old day.
      I’m goin’ to German; I’ll be back some old day.
      I’m goin’ to German; I’ll be back some old day.

      Please tell me, mama: what more can I do?
      Tell me, mama: what more can I do?
      Done all I knowed; I can’t get along with you.

      Get away from my window;
      stop knockin’ on my, stop knockin’ on my door.
      Go ‘way from my window; stop knockin’ on my door.
      I got no woman; can’t use you no more.

      When you’re in trouble;
      I worked an’ paid yo’, I worked an’ paid yo’ fine.
      When you’re in trouble, I worked an’ paid yo’ fine.
      Now I’m just in trouble, and don’t pay me no mind.

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