I figure it's either there because he likes the way it deadens the drum head or he just has to keep an eye on it. I used to play in a blues band where the drummer never used his floor tom. That's where he set his drinks and sandwiches.Watching the clip again I notice at 1:25 in, what appears to be a wallet bouncing on top of the drum?
I guess I've been living under a rock because I'm hearing this for the first time, but hot damn, this is absolutely smokin'!
The tone, the syncopation of the right/left hand, it's just friggin' alive, man!
Jaw dropping performance right there.
I went on a search after noticing the guitar Magic Sam was tearing up. It appears to belong to Earl Hooker, another lesser-known but outstanding player. View attachment 940286
Couldn't find out where the recording took place, more than likely the Chicago or Ann Arbor blues festivals of 1969. Tragically in December, Magic Sam had a heart attack and died at age 32. Hooker was hospitalized soon after and died of tuberculosis at the age of forty. A real joy to be able to hear both these men just make those guitars scream, and be inspired to chase after what these gentlemen had.