Friday, August 27, 2010

What is your favorite song Michael played?

If you were to put out a best of album of the whole of Michael's work what would you like to hear? Also which group or band was your favorite?

Friday, July 30, 2010

Sharing Michael's Life

I hope that you all enjoyed the first part, the early years of Michael Bloomfield released on his birthday. David Dann and his able staff have again created an excellent insight of his early years. David Dan wanted to create a biographical portrait of Michael the person who for many is known only through his music. A more extensive documentary will be coming out in a year or so which will explore in depth Michael's life. Interest has been expressed on a feature film depicting Michael's experiences on the road with legendary blues men. This project is just in the talking stage.
I would like your comments on the early years film as well as any ideas what you might want to watch regarding Michael. Also feel free to comment on Bob Jones tribute to Michael CD.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Summer Breeze

This time of year brought this memory to mind. Our family moved from the city Chicago, to the suburb of Glencoe when we were still in the last years of elementary school. Our house was about a half mile from Lake Michigan. We would take a short cut and hike through a ravine that led to beach. There was a sand bar about fifty yards out and Michael wanted to swim to it. I was afraid that I would run out of gas and told him so. "Don't worry Allie, don't worry I will stay right next to you."
Out we went and about half way there I began to panic. My brother true to his word,
went under water and held me up until I caught my breath. Once we got to the sand bar Michael was laughing and excitedly saying, "you did really well." You just got to love him.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Memories Of Spring

When Michael and I lived in Chicago around 1950 we were in walking distance of Belmont Harbor. We would get our bicycles out of storage at the building and ride through a park and then an underpass to the harbor proper. The park was in bloom with hundreds of flowering trees and the petals completely covered the path. The scent of Lake Michigan was sweet and clean at this time of year and the water lapped against the hulls of the boats. The simple connection to the sun, breeze, and water
allowed this recollection to survive and inspire me to find my way back to that absolutely natural state of Grace.