Album: Posthumous Blues Live, Buy: https://amzn.to/2Af1CBS Born in Vancouver Washington, Isaac Scott showed his gifts early, playing in bands and backing up vocalists in the Portland area while still a teenager. Soon he was invited to join The Five Blind Boys of Mississippi and toured the country with them, playing all the premier venues on their circuit.
Isaac moved to Seattle in the mid seventies and took the town by storm. He was hired by Tom McFarland in 1974 and soon met and became close friends with Albert Collins. Isaac and Albert played some legendary shows in Seattle and Portland in the late ’70’s. Collins was instrumental in getting Isaac his first record deal with Red Lightin’ Records. Isaac made a strong impression at the San Francisco Blues Festival in 1978 with his own band and released “Live At The Roadhouse” in the mid ’80’s. His first studio release, “Big Time Blues Man”, recorded in the ’80’s, received a favorable review in Downbeat Magazine and featured a remarkable version of The Beattle’s Help. Isaac became known as “The King of Seattle Blues”, playing all over the Pacific Northwest for over 25 years.
Isaac always had a large fan base at his performances and it didn’t take long for newcomers to realize that they were witnessing something special. He could grab ’em and he could keep ’em. Through the years an Isaac Scott Band alumni was built, full of talented musicians that carry with them Isaac’s essence. He always insisted that the music be real, that it be expressive and that it be filled with spirit.
Posthumous Blues, includes live tracks of The Isaac Scott Band recorded in 1999 at the Tractor Tavern in Seattle. Another one of Seattle’s loved and lost great musicians, Dave Conant, plays guitar and is featured on one of the tracks. The CD also includes Isaac just talkin’ story like only a true Blues Man can.
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A nighttime breeze flows quietly across my face, stirring the fire in front of me. The lights and sounds of the city are faint in the distance; a far off glow from my seat. Her figure dances smoothly through the flames in front of my eyes, then vanishes easily.
Her bright eyes were searching mine tonight – through the thick air, around the slow shapes of figures clutching their drink. I toss a stick onto the fire, where it cracks and twists immediately.
I glance towards the tiny sounds of the city – still a movement, some energy present at this hour. Twinkling lights reflect off the river, snaking far off in the distance. That’s where she’d be around this time, somewhere private, enjoying the smooth water sounds at the river’s edge.
I look down at my right hand – still the slight shake present, only noticeable to the closest observer. The cool breeze promises a comfortable night; time to regain a steady hand by the heat of the glow in front of me. The flames dance lightly, gathering strength.
I used to go and see Isaac play quite often in Seattle in the late 80's to mid 90's. He played most weekends. He'd be jamming along with his band, then walk off stage with his guitar, go outside with the cord dragging behind him and stand out in front of the bar and keep on jamming. He eventually lost part of one leg and then a foot on his other leg to diabetes, but it didn't slow him down any as he kept on playing shows from his wheelchair. We lost him in 2001, but I'll always enjoy the memories of seeing him play. I miss him.
A nighttime breeze flows quietly across my face, stirring the fire in front of me. The lights and sounds of the city are faint in the distance; a far off glow from my seat. Her figure dances smoothly through the flames in front of my eyes, then vanishes easily.
Her bright eyes were searching mine tonight – through the thick air, around the slow shapes of figures clutching their drink. I toss a stick onto the fire, where it cracks and twists immediately.
I glance towards the tiny sounds of the city – still a movement, some energy present at this hour. Twinkling lights reflect off the river, snaking far off in the distance. That’s where she’d be around this time, somewhere private, enjoying the smooth water sounds at the river’s edge.
I look down at my right hand – still the slight shake present, only noticeable to the closest observer. The cool breeze promises a comfortable night; time to regain a steady hand by the heat of the glow in front of me. The flames dance lightly, gathering strength.
Cheers, Don.
Super Super!!
Thank you Don !
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Nowhere to add more than one like….. Damn! This is really good music.
I used to go and see Isaac play quite often in Seattle in the late 80's to mid 90's. He played most weekends. He'd be jamming along with his band, then walk off stage with his guitar, go outside with the cord dragging behind him and stand out in front of the bar and keep on jamming. He eventually lost part of one leg and then a foot on his other leg to diabetes, but it didn't slow him down any as he kept on playing shows from his wheelchair. We lost him in 2001, but I'll always enjoy the memories of seeing him play. I miss him.
IT'S 1AM. CAN'T SLEEP. GOT A TUMBLER OF CROWN ROYAL AND THE BLUES .
Beautiful /Piękne.
AFTER TO LISTEN THIS BIUES JUST LEFT TO DIE
J'adore un vrai pur Régal.
DT….VC é o Cara.
Mandou Muitíssimo Bem!!!!!
Lovely Blues…Thank's Don!
M a r a v i l h o s o…saudações de Portugal
like it..my king of blues !!
2020❤
I from Brazil, i love the music
great dug it dearly
Sorry don but how is this 57k but shit music gets 200 million hits ? Tell me people how the fuck is that even possible?
Very very good! Music is true!
Adoraria fazer um dowloads dessas músicas. São peças de artes, são raras. Parecem ser proveniente de fora dessa terra.