1. An American… Read Full Bio ↴There are several artists by the name Robert Johnson:
1. An American blues singer, guitarist and songwriter (1911-1938) amongst the most famous of Delta blues musicians; ranked fifth in Rolling Stone's list of 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time; considered by some to be the "Grandfather of Rock 'n' Roll"
2. An English lutenist and composer of the late Tudorian and early Jacobean eras (c.1580-c.1634)
3. A 1970s Memphis-based American guitarist
4. A former drummer for KC and the Sunshine Band
1. Robert Johnson (Robert Leroy Johnson, Hazlehurst, Mississippi, May 8, 1911- Greenwood, Mississippi, August 16, 1938) was an American blues singer, guitarist and songwriter, among the most famous of Delta blues musicians.
His landmark recordings from 1936–1937 display a remarkable combination of singing, guitar skills, and songwriting talent that have influenced generations of musicians. Johnson's shadowy, poorly documented life and death at age 27 have given rise to much legend.
The first songs to appear were Terraplane Blues and Last Fair Deal Gone Down, Terraplane Blues became a moderate regional hit, selling 5,000 copies.
Other songs Johnson recorded were Come On In My Kitchen, Kind Hearted Woman Blues, I Believe I'll Dust My Broom, and Cross Road Blues.
Come on in My Kitchen included the lines:
"The woman I love took from my best friend / Some joker got lucky, stole her back again / You better come on in my kitchen, it's going to be rainin' outdoors."
In Crossroad Blues, another of his songs, he sang:
"I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees / I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees / I asked the Lord above, have mercy, save poor Bob if you please / Uumb, standing at the crossroads I tried to flag a ride / Standing at the crossroads I tried to flag a ride / Ain't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by."
Stones In My Passway and Me And The Devil are both about betrayal, a recurrent theme in country blues. Hell Hound On My Trail utilises another common theme: fear of the Devil. Other themes in Johnson's music include impotence (Dead Shrimp Blues and Phonograph Blues) and infidelity (Terraplane Blues, If I Had Possession Over Judgement Day and Love in Vain).
The most widely-known legend surrounding Robert Johnson says that he sold his soul to the Devil at the crossroads of U.S. Highway 61 and U.S. Highway 49 in Clarksdale, Mississippi in exchange for prowess in playing the guitar. Actually, the location Johnson made reference to is a short distance away from that intersection. The Faustian legend was told mainly by Son House, but finds no corroboration in any of Johnson's work, despite titles like Me and the Devil Blues and Hellhound on My Trail. With this said, the song Cross Road Blues is both widely and loosely interpreted by many as a descriptive encounter of Johnson selling his soul.
The older Tommy Johnson (no relation, although it is speculated that they were cousins), by contrast, also claimed to have sold his soul to the Devil. The story goes that if one would go to the crossroads a little before midnight and begin to play the guitar, a large black man would come up to the aspiring guitarist, retune his guitar and then hand it back. At this point (so the legend goes) the guitarist had sold his soul to become a virtuoso (A similar legend even surrounded virtuoso violinist Niccolò Paganini a century before.
His death remains a matter of controversy. Some accounts state that he was given poisoned whiskey at a dance by the husband of a woman he had been secretly seeing. Others claim that it was just The Devil collecting his debt after the old legend of Robert Johnson dealing with the devil.
However, the latest, and unfortunately less dramatic and more plausible theory (published by David Connell in the British Medical Journal) is that Robert Johnson suffered from Marfan's Syndrome. Marfan's is a genetic disorder characterized by disproportionately long limbs, long thin fingers, a tall stature — all of which can be seen in the two photos that exist of Robert Johnson. Marfan's Syndrome is a cause of heart defects, and a complication such as an aortic dissection could lead to Robert Johnson's excruciatingly painful death.
Eleven 78s were released on the Vocalion label during his lifetime, with a twelfth issued posthumously. All songs are copyrighted to Robert Johnson, and his estate.
The Complete Recordings: A double-disc box set was released on August 28, 1990, containing almost everything Robert Johnson ever recorded, with all 29 recordings, and 12 alternate takes. (There is one further alternate, of
Traveling Riverside Blues which was released on Sony's King of the Delta Blues Singers CD and also as an extra in early printings of the paperback edition of Elijah Wald's "Escaping the Delta."
Grammy Awards:
1990 — Best Historical Album The Complete Recordings (Sony/Columbia) Legacy Winner
Grammy Hall of Fame:
1998 — Cross Road Blues (Single) (1936, Vocalion)
National Recording Registry:
The Complete Recordings of Robert Johnson (1936-1937) was included by the National Recording Preservation Board in the Library of Congress' National Recording Registry in 2003.
The board selects songs in an annual basis that are "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant."
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame included four songs by Robert Johnson in the 500 songs that shaped rock and roll:
Sweet Home Chicago (1936),
Cross Road Blues (1936),
Hellhound on My Trail (1937),
Love in Vain (1937)
The Blues Foundation Awards:
Robert Johnson: Blues Music Awards
1991 Vintage or Reissue Album The Complete Recordings Winner
Honors and inductions
On September 17, 1994 the U.S. Post Office issues a Robert Johnson 29-cent commemorative postage stamp.
2006 — Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award Winner accepted by son Claud Johnson
2000 — Mississippi Musicians Hall of Fame Inducted
1986 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Inducted Early Influences
1980 — Blues Hall of Fame Inducted
He was also ranked fifth in Rolling Stone's list of 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time.
Considered by some to be the "Grandfather of Rock 'n' Roll", his vocal phrasing, original songs, and guitar style have influenced a broad range of musicians, including Muddy Waters, Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, The Rolling Stones, Johnny Winter, Jeff Beck, and Eric Clapton.
2. Robert Johnson (c.1580-c.1634) was an English lutenist and composer of the late Tudorian and early Jacobean eras. He was the son of John Johnson.
3. Memphis-based Robert Johnson has been recording since the early '70s. Some early appearances were on recordings by the Hot Dogs, a band that featured Jack Holder and Greg Reding, later to cross the Mississippi River and become members of the raunchy hard-rocking Black Oak Arkansas.
By the late '70s, Johnson had recorded a single with the Bell Heirs and had established a somewhat regular playing relationship with a rhythm section featuring bassist Dave Cochran and drummer Blair Cunningham. The Infinity label released the premier Johnson effort as a leader, an album entitled Close Personal Friend, yet a collection entitled The Memphis Demos, which came out the following year, is considered to be a much better representation of his work, not the first time a musician's more casual performances beat out a supposedly more serious album project.
4) Robert Johnson was a former drummer for KC and the Sunshine Band
Come On Into My Kitchen
Robert Johnson Lyrics
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You better come on in my kitchen
Well, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky, stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen
Oh, she's gone, I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen
It's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?
Oh, can't you hear that wind would howl?
You better come on in my kitchen
Well, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Wintertime's comin', it's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe, that's dry, long, so
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
The song "Come On My Kitchen" by Robert Johnson is a melancholic blues ballad about a man who has lost the love of his life. The refrain invites the listener to come into the singer's kitchen, where he can express his sorrows and reflect on his lost love. However, the reason he offers for coming in is that it's going to be raining outdoors, and the lyric suggests that the singer is using this as an excuse to invite someone in because he desires human contact. This use of a metaphorical shelter from the storm reveals the song's deeper emotional undercurrents.
The first verse describes how the singer's lover was taken by his best friend, and that someone else has now stolen her away. This idea of losing something to another person is repeated throughout the song, and we see how the singer has lost his lover, his best friend, and even the last of his money. The repeated refrain of "you better come on in my kitchen" shows that he is seeking refuge from his emotional pain.
The last verse suggests that the winter is coming, and it's going to be a slow and dry season. This line is likely a metaphor for the singer's inner emotional state, and it reiterates his invitation to those around him to come into his kitchen, where he can offer some warmth and comfort.
Line by Line Meaning
You better come on in my kitchen, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
It's not safe outside in the rain, so you should come inside my kitchen.
Ah, the woman I love, took from my best friend, some joker got lucky, stole her back again
The woman I cared about left me for my best friend, but then was taken by someone else.
Ohah, she's gone, I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
My love is gone and won't return, and I've taken all her money.
(oh, can't you hear that wind howl?)
Oh why', can't you hear that wind would howl?
Can't you hear the strong wind outside?
When a woman gets in trouble, everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend, none can be found
When a woman has problems, everyone abandons her, even her friends.
Winter time's comin', it's gon' be slow
You can't make the winter, babe, that's dry long so
Winter is coming and it will be difficult, but we can't control the weather.
You better come on in my kitchen, 'cause it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Once again, it's not safe outside, so come into my kitchen.
Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: ROBERT JOHNSON
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You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh-ah, she's gone
I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?
Oh-y', can't you hear that wind would howl?
You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin' hit's gon' to be slow
You can't make the winter, babe
That's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen
'Cause, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
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You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Ah, the woman I love took from my best friend
Some joker got lucky stole her back again
You better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh-ah, she's gone
I know she won't come back
I've taken the last nickel out of her nation sack
You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Oh, can't you hear that wind howl?
Oh-y', can't you hear that wind would howl?
You better come on in my kitchen
Babe, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
When a woman gets in trouble everybody throws her down
Lookin' for her good friend none can be found
You better come on in my kitchen
Baby, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
Winter time's comin' hit's gon' to be slow
You can't make the winter, babe
That's dry long so
You better come on in my kitchen
'Cause, it's goin' to be rainin' outdoors
@allenpickel8782
@Seraph909 "Nation sack" - reference to cotton pickin'?
@francis7a
A “Nation Sack”/ Nature sack was a love spell, specifically a Hoodoo spell used exclusively by women to capture and enslave men and/or keep them faithful.
The word “Nation” is actually a cultural dialect pronunciation of Nature sack. It was a charm bag traditionally made of red flannel and contained Coins used as part of the spell to represent each year between her age & his, herbs, roots, curios, and a few of the man’s personal concerns for whom it is made for. It was carried by a hoodoo woman for as long as she wanted to keep the man. The spell was broken by removing items from it, thus the “I took the last nickel out” line.
@roscoebarnesiii3989
Thank you.👍
@mxth1876
you are a good guy
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@jamespoppitz3336
95 years later it's,like a ghost inviting you into another world,magic scratched into wax,really only for the pure at heart who can let a poor ramblin poet transport their soul to the timeless ecstasy of down to the bone American blues...lightnin in a bottle,still gives me shivers 60years later,the very heart of Roots music...ain't words for beauty of what Mr.Johnson laid down on his passing thru.
@matt-sj9bs
I swear when I listen to these tracks it is indeed like being transported into another world. Just sit back, close your eyes and listen to this absolute masterpiece. I bet Robert johnson would have laughed his ass off if someone told him 17 year old Canadian boys would be listening to his beautiful art 95 years later😂
@metalhead6927
@@matt-sj9bs love it 😅
@Methilde
Robert Johnson stays, even now, a kind of meteor, unique as every greats artists, they are not so much.