The cool air snakes in from an open doorway, and coils around my ankles; biting me awake me from a day of white collar beatings. My coin slot eyes open at the first sound of the cymbal crack, and the dance hall swings around me. A pinstripe sea shifts towards the stage, and the slow tide of music turns into a storm.
With the precision of a hummingbird wearing a Rolex, the swing keeps our feet tapping for two liquid hours until we're safely in port again. The modern day Poseidons on stage casting their spell on the crowd? Well, it's the Big Bad Voodoo Daddy of course.
Working their magic on crowds for over 17 years, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy is fueled by the ghosts of Cab Calloway, Louis Jordan, and Big Joe Turner. These spirits can be heard in every note blown out of their trumpets, every note plucked from a double bass, and every silky word that dances out of Scotty's mouth. Together, the men of Big Bad Voodoo Daddy are more than just ghosts swinging a danse macabre, they're bringing life to the old jump blues.
With almost two decades of practice and seven albums to their name, every member of the band has the soul and talent to be their own powerhouse. Together, they're tighter than anyone. You can catch them on tour in the States
right now still making their magic, so do yourself a favor. Slap on your zoot suit, trim your fedora, and go dance with the ghosts called up by the Big Bad Voodoo Daddy.