The Reluctant Romantic

Am just back from a trip to New Orleans and have Blues on my mind. But then, when do I not? 

P.S: Has the nonsense of Valentine's been sufficiently put behind? Okay good, now take a listen.

While I have you here, pour me a drink, will you?

You sigh a little. You drink a little.

I'll wait while you pour yourself a stiff one.

Weekends ought to be started off right, don't you think? 

The Blues, they sing to me.

Cue song? Okay. How Blue Can You Get?

William Christopher Handy: The blues - the sound of a sinner on revival day.