Young Johnny and the rest of the string band joined the Strawn family for Sunday church attendance. John Henry warned the boys that they were about to witness a religious spectacle, so hang on to your britches. He also told the boys that If Jelly Roll was invited to join their group, all four of them would be standing before him, even though he is blind, for revering one’s elders was of the utmost importance.
Bertha and the boys walked with John Henry to the orchestra dressing room, where they found Jelly Roll and Pancho Villa seated on a red velvet settee, likely the same furniture that Sister Aimee used in the soul-saving of Jelly Roll, who now embraced his savior with religious zeal. Each of the boys introduced themselves, shook hands with Jelly, and gave a guarded pat to Pancho Villa; the banjo player was the only one to get a vicious bite from the foul-tempered canine. After a brief, casual conversation, young Johnny inquired if Jelly Roll would entertain the notion of joining the string band. Jelly Roll pondered the request for a few minutes, then gave them a yes, but a young female singer from the choir he had recently befriended would come with the package. The boys agreed, and a deal was struck.
Jelly Roll produced a tidbit of dried bacon from a pocket and gave it to Pancho Villa; he then directed the pooch to hurry down the hallway and fetch Miss Fromage. Pancho returned with a smallish girl in tow. Jelly Roll introduced the boys to *Miss Le Petite Fromage from Chigger Bayou, Louisiana. Her daddy is Baby Boy Fromage, the famous Cajun singer, so her vocal abilities come from good stock. Miss Le Petite was a diminutive gal, measuring less than five feet, yet possessing the curves and form of a fully grown woman, except for her hands and feet, which were the size of a small child’s: she had little baby feets and hands. When she spoke, her heavy cajun-accented voice was as smooth as honey on a warm biscuit. Jelly Roll and Miss Fromage agreed to rehearse with the boys on Saturday at John Henry’s home. The group left with the boys feeling like something big was about to happen.
On Saturday, John Henry gathered up Blind Jelly Roll and Miss Fromage and delivered them to his humble home. The boys perched themselves on the front porch. They were as nervous as a cat in a dog show, and who wouldn’t be: this was their first foray into professional music. John Henry kindly assisted Jelly Roll and Pancho Villa to a seat while Miss Fromage opted to stay standing.
After assisting the boys in tuning up, Jelly asked, “Are you all familiar with Mama Mabel Carter’s tune, Will The Circle Be Unbroken?”
The lads nodded knowingly. He then tapped his foot, “In the key of G, one ana two ana three ana four-ahh.”
After a lively eight-bar introduction with Jelly Roll bending his guitar strings into a torturous sound and Johnny joining him with his fiddle, Le Petite took a deep breath, stood up on her tiny toes, and belted out the song with such gusto that her boisterous vocals nearly blew the boards off the porch floor. By the song’s end, neighbors had gathered in the front yard, their feet tapping and hands clapping in rhythm to the spirited tune.
Turning to the band, Le Petite declared, “The next ditty is from my dear ole Daddy, Baby Boy. It’s a G-C-D progression with A minor thrown in for color. It’s called Party On The Bayou: Cold Beer And Calamine Lotion.” Step it up, boys; it’s a rapide quick-un”
The band played for two hours, covering Cajun music, Dallas blues, and some Bakersfield Okie-inspired country. It was clear that Jelly Roll and Le Petite were professionals and were teaching these lads a thing or two. The rehearsal was a rousing success. But now, if they were to play for money, they needed a good name for the band. Johnny threw a couple out, as did the banjo picker, but nothing stuck on the wall.
Le Petite said, ” Monsieur Jelly Roll, being a blind fellow, and now a born again unto sweet Baby Jesus with the strong, unshakable faith, why not call this outfit **”Blind Faith?” They liked it, and Le Petite announced, “So let it be written, so let it be done.”
- *Le Petite Fromage is a type of French cheese popular in the bayou country of Louisiana.
- **Blind Faith was a 1960s supergroup consisting of Steve Winwood, Eric Clapton, Ginger Baker, and Ric Grech. My father couldn’t remember the name of his string band, so Jelly Roll, being blind and embracing his newly found faith, seemed to fit.
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Oh, that foot stomping music on a rickety porch-it doesn’t get much better than that! 🙂
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That went on for a while, until they moved back to Texas, then it foot stomping on a stage or in a dance hall.
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It’s the little things like “Chigger Bayou,” that make this big! Fun because I can see it all. That’s the best kind of story.
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Thanks, Jack, I was feeling a little itchy after writing that one.
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Keep scratchin’. You are doing real good!
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Good stuff Phil. I love that Cajun music (and cooking). Queen Ida made it up to our parts often. She drove the people crazy.
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Thanks, CB. I love me some Cajun food too.
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Love this continuing story Phil…I could almost hear what they played through your writing. That would have been the perfect name!
BTW….I just finished The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and I’m about to start the Huckle Berry Finn book. Not a dull spot…I love how he kept things moving and kept the dialect in there.
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I’ve been a Mark Twain fan since I learned to read, and have all of his books. The dreams that children have, wanting to be like their hero, rarely works out, but I was sure that I could be Mark Twain. For years, I wrote stories in my Big Chief tablet, and even sent some to the local newspaper, but sadly, I was never published. Looking back, who would want to read a story about the kids in my neighborhood and the shenanigans we pulled off so well.
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You are the one that got me reading Twain…I got an audio book that has his complete works so I got everything he wrote. I’m going to get the regular book format but I listen to and from work… a 45 minute to an hour drive everyday one way.
Well it was their lost…his stories are like a time capsule to a different world.
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