

Les revisits her roots and performs sixteen country blues songs, originals
as well as classics by Robert Johnson, Tommy Johnson, Mississippi John
Hurt and many others, accompanying herself on her steel-string and slide
guitar. The sound quality is outstanding--the guitar is big and rich
and it's as if you're in the room with her. The performances are all
top notch, truly flawless! Every nuance of every guitar bend and vocal
dynamic is heard. And the repertoire is just great-- upbeat blues, slide
guitar, ragtime, ballads, and a brand new song of Les's called &Lorraine".
As Boston Globe critic Elijah Wald said, upon hearing Borrowed & Blue, "If
this album doesn't make a lot of people sit up and listen--well, there
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Lorraine
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Kokomo
Blues
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Big
Road Blues
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Farewell
to You Baby
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Meet
Me in the Morning
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Chinatown
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Statesboro
Blues
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It
Won't Be You
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Boogaloo
Down La Rue
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You
Are My Sunshine
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Richland
Women Blues
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Traveling
Riverside Blues
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Sweet
Perfume
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Police
Dog Blues
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Weather
Vane
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Holy
Land
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Produced by Les Sampou
Recorded and Mixed by JP Jones
Recorded live at JP's house, Newport, RI
Mastered by David Correia, Celebration Sounds,
Warren, RI
Cover photo by Jodi Sussman
Back cover photo by Les (dune shack in Provincetown)
Graphic Design by Joe Miele
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Thanks to JP Jones for his commitment and talent; to Joe Miele for
his years of friendship, generosity, and dedication; to Eric for his
inspiration; to Pam and the staff at Fishman Transducers (www.fishman.com)
for their excellent equipment I've used and abused over the years;
and to all the DJs and press people who support my music.
This album is dedicated to all the people who come to my shows and
collect my CDs.
This album took six days to record... not exactly Genesis, but a creation
that I've been mulling over for some time and one that many folks have
been asking me to do for about a decade. So, in that sense, Borrowed & Blue
is a somewhat monumental achievement on my part, albeit, it all happened
pretty spontaneously. I approached JP Jones after hearing one of his
remarkable CDs (www.jpjones.net),
loved his sound, and asked him where he recorded it. He said in his
room. We agreed to give my live performance idea a try and we set up
a chair and two mics upstairs in a spare bedroom. I'd drive down to
Rhode Island each day and play for a couple of hours. He'd say, "We're
rolling," at appropriate moments, or, "Would you like some
tea?" and once in a while, with emphasis, "This is gonna
be a great album," and that was about it.
I don't know if this constitutes a "great album" or not,
but I can say that it's as honest as I get. I don't claim to be a blues
scholar, or a technician of blues guitar licks. I don't know birth
dates of any of these artists or even if it's Delta vs. Memphis vs.
Piedmont, or whatever the variations geography lends to historic interpretation
of music. (I do seem to pick bluesmen who are either blind or from
Mississippi, but that's either a coincidence or compulsive.) I play
with no effort to be like, or sound like the people who wrote them,
other than using my heart and soul – as little and white as they are.
But I do know one thing... that the Blues is a tradition and its due
respect is to understand this: It's music that comes from sorrow, anger,
despair, and all the woes of being human, but the beautiful and ironic
thing is you can't help but dance to it.
Les
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- Lorraine (Les Sampou, ASCAP)
I was staying in one of the dune shacks in Provincetown
in order to ponder and write, write and ponder. For the first four
days and nights it poured rain non-stop. There were no creature comforts
like electricity or running water (except outside), and I had severe
writer's block. This song finally emerged like a drowned but welcomed
rat.
- Kokomo Blues (Mississippi Fred McDowell, BMI)
I first heard this song done by Bonnie Raitt
when I was fourteen. I later went searching for McDowell's version.
I play it in open G capo'd on the 5th or 6th fret, which makes it
tough to do the slide without sounding too wimpy, so I don't recommend
it.
- Big Road Blues (Tommy Johnson, ASCAP)
I enjoy Johnson's macho bravado in this song. At
every twist and turn in the big road of life, he's giving his woman
a chance to be with him, but he's quick to say, "If you don't
want me baby, why don't you tell me; It ain't like I'm a man who
ain't got no place to go." I like to sing it from the female
side... touché.
- Farewell to You Baby (Carl Martin)
Elijah Wald (www.elijahwald.com)
taught me this one at a time in my life when I was leaving someone
who deserved to be left; when I found this song I knew I couldn't
write one any more apropos.
- Meet Me in the Morning (Bob Dylan, ASCAP)
I was cooking spaghetti sauce in my kitchen when
I heard this song on the CD version I bought to replace my old Blood
on the Tracks vinyl. It was like I had never heard it before.
So I hit "repeat" until the pasta was done and pretty much
learned the song before supper ended.
- Chinatown (Les Sampou, ASCAP)
Like the graphic detail in songs like Traveling
Riverside Blues, I picked images that were visual – like dogs
dragging their broken chains, howling moons, trains and alleyways – to
create a desperate, lust-driven feeling because of love gone wrong
and gone away.
- Statesboro Blues (Blind Willie McTell, BMI)
Probably my favorite country blues song as far
as guitar playing goes. It is just so much fun to play. It even gets
folk audiences to tap their feet.
- It Won't Be You (Bessie Smith, ASCAP)
The perfect revenge song. I should know... just
listen to my last CD.
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- Boogaloo Down La Rue (Unknown)
"La Rue" means the road in French, I
believe. "Boogaloo" is probably the author's way of saying
let's boogie on down this road... but I could be all wrong. If I
am, don't burst my bubble. Every time I play this I am sauntering
down some street in Paris and I'm feeling fine. Anyhow, Paul Rishell
(www.paulandannie.com)
taught me this one too many years ago to remember who wrote it, and
we concur that we don't know where the hell it came from.
- You Are My Sunshine (Jimmie Davis & Charles Mitchell, ASCAP)
I remember learning this as a little girl and singing
it in a very upbeat sing-song way. But if you listen to the words,
there's nothing happy about it.
- Richland Women Blues (Mississippi John Hurt, BMI)
I just love this woman he's singing about. I wish
I were her. She is so alive. She eats men up and spits them out and
they'd still follow her anywhere.
- Traveling Riverside Blues (Robert Johnson, ASCAP)
Even though Johnson does it with a slide, Paul
Rishell's version was fingers only, and I learned it as such. I hear
this song as part of Johnson's general daily conversation and life. "If
your man gets busted, girl, want you to have some fun..." The
details down to the gold in her teeth, the barrel house, the women
he's got all over the south (She got a mortgage on my body... and
a lien on my soul) makes this song its own little movie.
- Sweet Perfume (Les Sampou, ASCAP)
A happy love song, with the caveat that love could
easily go "out of tune" if you aren't careful to be romantic
and adoring often. I tell my darling husband that every day, but
he doesn't seem too worried.
- Police Dog Blues (Blind Blake, BMI)
My favorite Blind Blake song. I was so in love
with a guy once when I was young that I "bothered 'round his
house at night," trying to get his attention by tossing pebbles
at his window. He didn't have a police dog, but I bet he wished he
did.
- Weather Vane (Les Sampou, ASCAP)
A song about a man whose moods change with the
wind. A few years after writing this song, it occurred to me that
its ending is rather dysfunctional in its point, that well, at least
he doesn't leave home despite all his crazy behavior... but I still
like to sing it. I just shouldn't think about it too much.
- Holy Land (Les Sampou, ASCAP)
This song started out in a trailer park. There
were all different types of people who lived there – some who had
lived there for generations and some who pulled in overnight. There
was one particular place that was real run down and had this front
porch that was half-falling off. The mother was out there smoking
cigarettes and there was a little girl there. I pictured how it might
be when she grew up and when she fell in love and when she didn't
go away, but stayed there and inherited that legacy.
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