It's about crossroads - night and day, light and dark, the place where they meet - that’s where the blues lives.
There are still such places out there in our world today. South Carolina is one place where that edge of light and dark exists. Out there in the bogs, down those roads that suddenly appear out of nowhere while you are on a summer jaunt driving to the beach or looking for a 'native bar or juke joint'.
They aren't really hidden they exist in full sight – go to Charleston – thriving port city with cruise ships and a link to slavery and the civil war that refuses to be sanitized, yes go there and you will see those passageways to the other side.
The Port City Prophets know these roads very well. The roads where redemption or condemnation are like Siamese twins joined at the heart. They live there, they know when to avoid and when to embrace, they are natives, whether born in the mud and muck or not, they have street cred to spare..
Their music is just that – native to the soul of humankind. It is defiant in it's approach and stubbornness to not be classified. There is an undeniable urgency to their music as they seem to fight against the maelstrom enjoying the sensation of their heads going under but fighting for dear life to resurface wiser, and more accomplished than before.
Well written lyrics that speak to the heart and soul that are sung with a raw passion that belies the singers years. Guitar treated as an instrument of inclusion knowing when to take center stage but always there with a chordal framework that almost seems like an inside joke to fellow players, and the drums. These are the drums that your parents warned you about. Yes indeed, back in the darker days drums were banned for they were thought of as a secret language of the slaves. These are directly related to those rhythms and they will leave you breathless.
Stop for minute, take the crossroads, the road less traveled, but be prepared for what lies ahead on this road and in the house of the Port City Prophets for they speak the truth in their music.
'chef' jimi patricola/blues411