Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I know a man sold his soul to the devil.

You think I care about being fired? I don't care.

and throw his money away on.

Then move them out the way.

and they drove me up to Doc Albans.

- That's some good Chicago bourbon. - Look here, Cutler!

I know what I'm doing. Let me handle him my way.

While he's in the outhouse, the train go off and leave without him.

- I was trying to keep up with him. - That's what you supposed to do.

I'm singing Ma Rainey's song, not Levee's song.

You're gonna smile and say the line. Then we gonna get goin'.

You playing the music and looking for your next piece of pussy same as we is.

What you want me to do?

♪ I wanna learn that dance ♪

They off somewhere rehearsing.

I done told you it ain't about your music. It's about Ma's music.

"Ma Rainey's Black Bottom."

Come here a minute. I need to talk to you.

Nigga got them clodhoppers. Old brogans.

Relax and breathe, and everything's gonna be all right.

and what he's gonna do to him.

but if I could play them, I'd set them down in the people's lap.

♪ I can't wear me no sharp-toed shoes ♪

♪ You can dance at any hall ♪

That's what I wanna know.

- I want you to look nice for me, hmm? - Mmm-hmm.

- Ma, we didn't record the song. - Shit!

♪ Who's crazy About all the latest dances ♪

Slow Drag, Sylvester. Go on, baby.

You wouldn't know your right from left. And damn if that door wasn't there.

You stepped on my shoe.

Oh, Levee's version. We're using Levee's arrangement.

Uh, Ma, look…

than God got ways to count.

than all them other recording artists they got put together,

♪ I felt like going on the mountain ♪

I talked to her last night. Got everything straight.

I'm tired of you as it is. I ain't but two seconds off your ass, noway.

was frying up some chicken when them mans come in the house.

Niggas been having a good time before you was born,

It's not that. It's more of what the people want.

I'm gonna record that song and show you how it's supposed to go.

He can have my whole handprint if he want to.

What he do that for? Toledo, what you do that for?

Better have my car fixed right.

I bet you sound like the midnight train to Alabama

If he mess up, he'll do it till he get it right.

If you can't accept that, then the hell with it.

What were you and Sturdyvant doing up there?

Mmm. Damn, baby.

We got her charged with assault and battery.

Like I say, it's $5 apiece. That's what I'll pay ya.

Carry my nephew on down there. Introduce him to the band.

I don't visit no whore houses.

We're gonna get you back in here real soon. Twenty-five.

You ain't got to tell me. I know how Levee do.

Yessir, we rehearsing. We know them songs real good.

Will you let us play this song? We been playing before you was born.

What I wants to know is,

Must have been eight or nine of 'em.

And laughed about it.

I'm trying to sing my song and you messing up my ear.

The man's standing there trying to figure out what he gonna do,

Hey, Slow Drag.

Yeah. Now I'm ready.

I married her with all the good intentions and graces of being hooked up,

If you talking about they done switched rooms, you right.

♪ Oooh… ♪

I just sat down and I figured I was a fool

They tracked him down in the woods.

better for him here in America.

Sure, Ma. Just… sign these forms.

why didn't God strike some of them crackers down?

and you gotta transfer at Moultrie to get it.

I'm gonna ignore you 'cause you're ignorant.

Who? Who say he can't do it? What boys say he can't do it?

- Cutler. - Ma'am?

♪ You can dance at any hall ♪

when he noticed a couple of white fellas

Let me worry about what's on the list.

Y'all want to make records, better get a fan on.

You can't eat it all.

Toledo started all that about the door. I'm just saying that things change.

- Listen to me... - What happened?

Now, the only colored restroom they had

I'm getting me some good fellas. Know how to play real sweet music.

Oh, yeah. Oh, Levee. Uh, I thought about it.

Come on, Ma. I took care of everything, didn't I?

Turn your back on me! Come on!

I done give some of my songs to Mr. Sturdyvant.

Soon awhile they began to make one big stew.

was to sing for some of his white friends.

I ain't meant nothing by it.

Soon as you get the chance.

But first he's got to know that he's a leftover.

I'll see what I can do.

See? I told you you could do it!

I ain't like you, Cutler. I got talent.

We'll be ready to go when Madam says so.

♪ Oh, how my corns did bark ♪

We packed them in in Memphis, Birmingham, Atlanta.

He don't know what's getting into these fellas' minds,

But if they wanna call me the Mother of Blues,

Sure done got quiet in here.