There was a man that went by the name of Hilbo Scraggins, he was nothing but a broke hobo on the street corner, but that man could play the best blues music my ears ever heard. He could bend those strings and make you feel all deep and hollow inside and he could slide across them strings and make u feel like a whole new person. One thing is for sure he plays with his heart unlike most modern musicians who just play for lucre or fame, Hilbo played with passion he hit those deep sonorous notes that you could tell came straight from the deepest chasm in his soul, Hilbo was a true blues player.
To understand why Hilbo plays the way he does you would have to know how his background was. Hilbo was a poor homeless fellow that was abandon at the age of 11 in the city of Hogswallow, Missouri. Hil
One morning after Hilbo had just woke up he started feeling kind of funny but he continued his walk to the alley behind the pastry shop for a ritualistic late breakfast. When he reached the street that lead to the main alley he fell and before he knew what was happening he was in the middle of the road shaking as if he were very cold, letting out little sonds as if he were being hit repeatedly. A driver in an old funny looking car stopped and took Hilbo to one of the few hospitals in the area.
After Hilbo got out of the hospital he returned to the music store carrying a bill of 2,550 dollars, which was more money than Hilbo had ever planned to see in his entire life. Hilbo was so distressed he just didn’t know what he was going to do to raise that kind of money. Hilbo slept away most of his days until