It’s been nearly two years since I first saw Thomas Ford perform at my local pub in Chippenham, Wiltshire. I’ve always had a fondness of blues music, but watching Thomas set up his equipment in the corner of the dimly lit bar, I didn’t quite know what to expect. It was a local’s wedding party that evening, and the bar was far quieter than normal. “So you’re the people that weren’t invited to the wedding then?” greeted Thomas.
The one man blues performance that followed however, was truly amazing and I was surprised. Accompanied by raw, earthy vocals and an intriguing character, Thomas Ford made a lasting impression on me. Blues has always been close to my heart, but I have only admired it through the interpretations of some of my favourite rock bands; Led Zeppelin, The Doors and Jimi Hendrix to name a few. Although it may not be a genre I know too much about, it was immediately evident to me that Thomas Ford was special. I was excited to come across such talent almost by accident, and when I found out he had recorded a new album last month I couldn’t wait to hear it.
“Everything I hate about you” caught my attention straight away and I couldn’t help but turn up my speaker as the introduction to the song transported me to another era entirely. The sarcasm and satire frustrations that comes across in the lyrics are both dark and hilarious, “Well I burried my head, just like I’m going to bury you.” It’s no surprise this is the song Thomas chose to showcase on his website http://www.thomasfordblues.com.
“Don’t pay them no mind” is my favourite song of the album. The saxophone and organ compliment Thomas’ vocals and harmonica playing beautifully. His lyrics are both witty and clever, “I’ve never met a junkie who’s happy, but I’ve never met a fat man who cried..”
“Everybody wants the same” is another interesting song lyrically. A reflection on the things that truly matter to society being dependant on the needs of the vast majority. Even the increasing popularity of all things retro is now somehow ruining their true meaning and destroying their own individuality. “Trying to keep things alive, but you know you’re killing them from the inside..”
There’s something nostalgic and endearing about Thomas Ford’s music. When I listen to this album it brings to life traditional delta blues in a way that could only be improved if it were played on vinyl by my1970s style purpose built record player. I remember Thomas’ charismatic tales from the first night I heard him perform live and would love to hear what he’d have to say about this song in particular (and my record player).