A new photo of blues legend Robert Johnson, only the third in existence, is released this week by his stepsister. Taken around 1935, this is very likely to be his final picture to have survived. [586×674]
>“There was a make-your-own-photo place on Beale Street, near Hernando Street,” she writes. “I’ve since learned that a man named John Henry Evans owned it. The photo place was right next door to Pee Wee’s, the bar where Mr. Handy wrote his blues.
>"One day when I was 10 or 11 years old, I walked there with Sister Carrie and Brother Robert. I remember him carrying his guitar and strumming as we went. You just walk in, drop a nickel in the slot, pull the curtain, and do it. There was no photographer. I had my picture made. Brother Robert got in the booth, and evidently made a couple.”
LeapOfSickness
This is the first picture I seen of Robert where he don’t look disturbed. This guy had a crazy life and went so young. Though we’ll never know the truth if he sold his soul to the devil or not.
crockycrow
Robert Johnson died when his stepsister Annye Anderson was only 12.
She recalls:
>“There was a make-your-own-photo place on Beale Street, near Hernando Street,” she writes. “I’ve since learned that a man named John Henry Evans owned it. The photo place was right next door to Pee Wee’s, the bar where Mr. Handy wrote his blues.
>"One day when I was 10 or 11 years old, I walked there with Sister Carrie and Brother Robert. I remember him carrying his guitar and strumming as we went. You just walk in, drop a nickel in the slot, pull the curtain, and do it. There was no photographer. I had my picture made. Brother Robert got in the booth, and evidently made a couple.”
LeapOfSickness
This is the first picture I seen of Robert where he don’t look disturbed. This guy had a crazy life and went so young. Though we’ll never know the truth if he sold his soul to the devil or not.