I Went Down To The Crossroads
Thirteen years ago, I went down to the crossroads. Legend has it that a young Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil at the crossroads. The story goes that he had been a struggling musician--a young man who could play the guitar and sing, but who wasn't particularly skilled at either. Then he disappeared for a while and when he returned, he was a master at his craft. He held his audience in the palm of his hand. He played his guitar in ways nobody had ever seen. He sang with soul and pain. He sang about having hellhounds on his trail. He sang of going down to the crossroads and walking side by side with the devil. Success followed, and he eventually made some professional recordings, which survive to this day. He died at the age of 27, probably poisoned by the husband of a jealous lover. But the legend? The legend says that he traded his soul for fame and that the devil claimed his payment. After his death, the legend grew. When electric blues and rock icons like Eric Cl...