I set up in this blog when I tried to comment on Blind Pig Records' announcement of signing John Nemeth to a record contract.
I first saw John in May of 1998 when I was in Boise, Idaho, on a job interview. My affection for the job I took faded a lot faster than my enthusiasm for John's music. I had left Oakland, California, and a group of friends who played great blues, and was stunned to find a 20-something white guy who could have hung with the Oakland crowd, despite their decades of experience.
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