Paul Rishell & Annie Raines: blues duology
Categories: Ears HearingLong-lived acoustic guitar and harmonica duos are fairly unusual in the history of the country blues idiom. Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee as well as Hammie Nixon and Sleepy John Estes both had active performing and recording careers through the 1960s … and John Cephas and Phil Wiggins have been carrying on the tradition since 1977. Fortuitously, the ear-catching sound is getting an additional boost these days through the invigorating music of guitarist/vocalist Paul Rishell and harmonica ace Annie Raines. Audiences worldwide, particularly in the past four or five years, have been won over by the team’s imaginative adaptations and sympathetic re-workings of oft-neglected titles from the songbooks of masters such as Bo Carter, Big Bill Broonzy, Blind Lemon Jefferson and one-man band Jesse Fuller as well as the more modern likes of Magic Sam, J.B. Lenoir, Django Reinhardt and Lightnin’ Slim. The just married pair (”I guess we’ve been a couple for about eight years,” Annie shyly comments) have also been busy building a repertoire of meritorious originals that atmospherically seem to share the stage well with their consistently well-chosen covers. I caught up with them recently on the road at the Comfort Suites in Saugerties, New York, in the Catskills Mountains from where they planned to hop over to Woodstock to assist long-time pal John Sebastian with a jug band video project. Paul started.
“I was born in 1950 in Brooklyn, New York. My father worked for Esso Standard Oil so as a child I moved around a lot. We lived in Brooklyn and Astoria for a few years, then in New Jersey and England, then Connecticut for a while before moving up to Cambridge, Massachusetts, when I was twenty years old. My mother was a closet musician. I didn’t even know she played piano until I’d been playing guitar for a few years,” a reflective Rishell comments and then recalls listening avidly to his older sister’s rock ‘n’ roll 45 collection (”lots of Elvis, Little Richard, The Chiffons and the Everly Brothers”) as well as sitting in on drums at the age of ten in an Austrian lounge band.
“Before I turned sixteen and got my first guitar it was all drums for me–playing at school dances, small clubs and college gigs and listening to jazz percussionists like Max Roach, Gene Krupa and Buddy Rich as well as Count Basie, Dave Brubeck and r&b and rock music. But toward the tail end of 1963 a friend going away to college gave me an album of bluesman Son House’s 1941-1942 Library of Congress recordings and that kind of pulled it all together for me-I’d been listening to Charlie Parker and Jerry Lee Lewis, Chuck Berry and Duke Ellington and everything in between but I hadn’t really heard where it all came from. Of course, it helped that none of my friends liked it at all. That made it even more exciting,” he adds.
“When I got a guitar, the blues was pretty much all I was interested in. The Beatles and Stones had arrived by then, of course, but I was also trying to play anything I heard by Robert Johnson or Son House. I was on my own–I had no idea about open tunings or anything–there was no books or videos you could get back then. But by the time I moved up to Cambridge in 1970, I had figured out enough stuff that I pretty much got work right away, either doing studio sessions playing slide guitar or adding a blues edge to songs by various writers as well as hanging out with the older blues guys like Johnny Shines, Howlin’ Wolf, Otis Rush or Albert Collins when they came to town to play at bars like Joe’s Place, the Speakeasy or Jonathan Swift’s in Harvard Square. Sometimes, I’d get to warm them up or play in their ” backup bands. At 22, I actually got a chance to play with Son House for three days,” he recalls and colorfully describes the tail-end of the once bustling Boston/ Cambridge folk scene, centered around colorful Inman Square along with local mover and shaker, manager and promoter Dick Waterman. “Dick was a big help to me early on. In 1972 1 got a phone call to come up to his office. I thought he wanted me to rehearse a song with Bonnie Raitt or Peter C. Johnson and when I got there I saw an old guy sitting around watching television and it was Son House. Dick had booked him into a club and just wanted me to sit and play with him and cajole him into practicing a little. It was like a dream come true for me.”
Pretty much a guitar for hire during this period, Rishell played wherever and whenever he could locally in nameless soul, rock, oldies and surf pickup bands (”I wore various ill-fitting suits and even played the Playboy Clubs”) while woodshedding to focus on his blues guitar chops and “listening to all kinds of music, particularly of the antiquated sort … I love everything from English music hall music from the 1890s and calypso music from the 1920s to all kinds of jazz, blues and country music,” he amplified.
“About 1975, I began doing solo gigs in coffeehouses in and around Boston. I was pretty much the only one playing country blues exclusively. Bob Margolin was living there at the time, but he wasn’t playing acoustic. I’d open for bluesmen like John Lee Hooker, Robert Pete Williams or Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee among others. By the early 1980s, I was fronting an eponymous bar band. I had a bass player and a drummer and we’d try different things, fool around with different sounds. We had a steady Sunday night gig at the blue-collar Inman Square Men’s Bar … right across the street from Joe’s Place, where I’d played with all the old blues fellows. Musicians like Ronnie Earl, Gatemouth Brown and lots of rock ‘n’ roll guys used to sit in with us and jam. It was a great learning experience,” he continues, hinting at a wealth of good stories from those days.