A Brief Taste of the South
Trip Start Mar 10, 2011
34Trip End May 05, 2011
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The Gibson guitar factory is where the fabled instruments come together from blocks of rare woods. As much as this may be a Mecca for musicians, the tour made some of the magic disappear. Rather, it seemed as if the Gibson factory was more of a production line, with workers in harsh industrial conditions on their single workstations, with tight targets to meet. It seemed from the tour, it was rather difficult to justify the outrageous cost of their guitars. More sentimental was the Sun Studios. Here in the dilapidated shack just out of central Memphis, Rock-and-Roll exploded into the world
It may have just been Memphis, but there seemed that I arrived in a never-ending procession of festivals. Africa in April this year was to be an ode to Senegal. The cheap carnival rides, generic food stalls and imitation goods made me wonder what if Senegal was merely a namesake and a means to party
My final goodbye was said along the banks of America's vein of life. Mud Island along the banks of Memphis now exists as a giant diorama of the river and it's history. It is probably better known for where singer Jeff Buckley tragically decided to swim the big river and drowned. The island, with its exhibit and breathtaking view gave an idea of just how breathtaking the scale of this majestic river was.
So my brief time in the South ends. There is so much of a divide between states that I wonder how the country was ever united. The food and drink are more vibrant and the people are less frenetic. Between all this, the certain sense of mysticism that extends into the culture are reflected in its greatest export - Music.