Jerry "Boogie" McCain was one of the last of the old Blues Musicians. He
had three ways he could kill you. The best was with that Blues Harp.
You don't want to know about the other two. I was fortunate enough to
live in the same town as him and to talk with him just weeks before he
died. This is what I know of him, and of his life, death, and funeral. I
went to the funeral, and followed him all the way to his last resting
place. By doing so I was present when the most important thing about
Boogie was made known. Join me as I take you from the street corners of
Gadsden, Alabama where he grew up and learned to play the harp after
hearing Little Walter, to the red clay he was buried in, in April
2012... and learn of all the great blues music that came in between. Til
that day when he said for the last time... "I'm Gone."
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