The Civil War is a recent memory and blues legends loom large in the cotton fields and swamp towns of the lower Mississippi Delta.
Day 1: I’m not the church-going type, but after a Saturday night of booze and blues in the bars of Beale Street, the only proper thing for a man to do is to get saved. And in musical Memphis, the only proper place to do it is The Full Gospel Tabernacle, where in 1976 the Reverend Al Green went from singing soul to saving souls....
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