Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, shit. God don't mean nothing to me.
Smiled in his face…
Hmm.
Tell this man who I am. Get him straight.
Now, you told me I could record them songs.
Damn! They done changed things around.
you done seen the rest. Now I'm gonna show you the best.
Now, he don't know where he is in this town.
I make more money for this outfit than anybody else you got put together.
I just want some of them yellow ones.
Look at that.
Like I say, they're not the kind of songs we're looking for.
Just go somewhere and stay out of the way.
Fifteen minutes.
before I take you down to Memphis.
♪ You wanna be my man ♪
Stop it now. Somebody gonna come in here.
Cutler!
and have to do with my mama any way they want.
Took his Bible and tore it up,
You'll see.
He can't dance like this with them clodhoppers Toledo got.
♪ My jelly roll ♪
and leave me standing in my door.
♪ Jumping over in the sea ♪
That's where we part ways.
I want you to pay the boy his money.
Come on, Levee. Let's get ready to play. Keep your mind on your work.
Okay, boys. "Ma Rainey's Black Bottom," take one.
- I want to hear more of that sound. - How you boys doing, Cutler?
All right, Cutler. Let me see you fix that.
All the while, he's planning how he's gonna get him
All right, "Ma Rainey's Black Bottom," Levee's version.
We was living in Jefferson County, about eight miles outside of Natchez.
I forgot the Coke.
You're talking all them highfalutin ideas
Levee.
All right, boys, you done s… s…
What is you doing to make it better?
Let's do this one song.
All right, I ain't nobody. Don't pay me no mind.
- I just thought... - Damn what you thought!
Levee ain't messing up my song.
I'm talking about what the intro gonna do to the song.
He's been my manager for six years, and the only time he had me over his house
- Okay, lady... - What you gonna do?
They wanna take your voice and trap it in all them fancy boxes
If my daddy had a knowed I was gonna turn out like this,
"Moonshine Blues."
♪ These dogs of mine ♪
Come on and save him like you did my mama.
♪ Daddy, Daddy ♪
- That's a fool. - Nothing gonna happen to Levee.
then it's just like I'd be some whore and they roll over and put their pants on.
Your God ain't shit, Cutler.
Just 'cause I say "yessir," don't mean I'm spooked up by him.
You think I'm gonna solve the colored man's problem all by myself?
Door wasn't there before.
Too cheap to buy me a Coca-Cola. I'll buy my own.
Send them to my address. I'll get around to 'em.
Play something for me.
If you wanna make a record, find the time.
The peoples in the North ain't gonna go for that old tent-show nonsense.
but we'll be ready to go in 15 minutes.
And I don't mind telling him.
no matter how much it hurt 'em.
♪ My bell rang this morning ♪
Come on, Sylvester. Where's Sylvester's mic?
to make sure he arrived in time for somebody to pick him up. All right?
just to see how you think.
You know how many records she sold in New York?
Ain't nobody but the devil.
- Yeah, I talked to him... - Talk to him again.
me and Cutler play on the breaks.
What you talking about he gonna strike me?
It's the cord, Mel.
I done been a little bit of everything.
Mr. Irvin… About these songs…
and you know I want to play Levee's music right.
Music will do that. It fills things up.
Testing, one, two, three.
Well, I done learned that.
I don't care what you play. Don't matter to me.
"Moonshine Blues" first. "Moonshine Blues," Ma.
Now I'm gonna show you the rest.
Nigga, I ain't studying you.
All right. You gonna be sorry.
you gonna say it's the same train?