Music is nature's language. What it is telling you is to shut up for once and listen.


Koko Taylor doesn’t sing. Well, sometimes she does sing, but it is just a byproduct of the howling and crying and scratching your mind off with the rusty claws of her vocal chords.



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Koko Taylor - Koko Puffs

Koko Taylor is a freak of nature. There is no other way to put it, and I mean it in the best possible way. She has the ferocity of a cornered animal, the strength of a rabid elephant and the sense of humor of a mad hatter.

Koko Taylor doesn’t sing. Well, sometimes she does sing, but it is just a byproduct of the howling and crying and scratching your mind off with the rusty claws of her vocal chords.
She was huffing and puffing and boy did she bring the house down.

What's not to love?
I always admired singers who have both force and control, and koko taylor has absolute control over every vibrato of a word, every groove of a phrase, never giving in to the heroic violent undertow that is always evident , waiting for its turn.

Control is a virtue, and a skill, but with all due respect, there is nothing more beautiful then Koko Taylor when she decides it is time to start losing control. Going wild, harsh, powerful,  Craaaaaazy. I get Goosebumps just thinking about it.


Don't mess with mother nature
Cause you'll be sorry if you do
I'll rain on your parade
And I'll stomp all over you"


When Koko Taylor sings the blues it is always beautiful, but it is only when koko taylor is singing koko taylor that you get to witness the real miracle.

The energy, the well aimed shout, that switchblade tongue slashing the words bringing fear to the hearts of the infidels who do not bow to her glory , who refuse to worship the black queen of song. My personal advice? If they refuse to join us in our worship they better step aside, cause she aint stopping for nobody, and you better have good insurance if you try to stand between her and a microphone.


Tell Automatic Slim , tell Razor Totin' Jim
Tell Butcher Knife Totin' Annie,tell Fast Talking Fanny
A we gonna pitch a ball, a down to that union hall
We gonna romp and tromp till midnight
We gonna fuss and fight till daylight
We gonna pitch a wang dang doodle all night long
All night long, All night long


There is one thing that makes Koko Taylor a real god in my eyes. She, in her infinite grace and her pissed-off attitude has given us Janis Joplin.  

From the grand priestess of bluesy crazy ass state of mind, to her faithful disciple, there was a connecting line, more than music, something that vibrates both uteruses in the same frequency, a permanent musical PMS that leaves us humbled, and slightly afraid. Just listen to "I am a woman" and close your eyes. You can see Joplin there. If that is not enough as a contribution to the world, I don’t know what is.


And Koko Taylor never tried to hide who she was or what she was worth. The whole attitude of "here, let me show you how it's done" is evident in all of her albums, but at her later years it was even more of a trademark, and she knew how to show us how it's done so well. Naming her last tour "old school" was symbolic for the seventy plus year old singer, giving us what we thought was the last chance to witness that old school.

But I can't say I was really surprised , when two years later, at the age of 79, she recorded what I still think is her best album, and won the "blues album of the year" award.
As the title of her best album, she is indeed a force of nature.
and I am NOT looking for any cover. Hit me Koko.


Bad sign (w buddy guy)
Insane asylum
I'm a woman