It was with a heavy heart that we learned of the death of a good friend of rock-and-roll, the blues and all musicians, Joe Shull. He was 90, according to statements made by his son on a video posted on FB.
Some of his contemporaries say he was more like 82.
Unfortunately, the news came somewhat indecorously with his own son posting a video online as the first responders of the City of Brownsville vainly tried to administer aid to him. In it a responder tells his son that after 15 minutes without any CPR or any other first aid he had no heart activity when they arrived. We will not post the video, just this still, out of respect to his kin.
Who doesn't remember walking into his new Rising Sun out on Central Blvd. wall-papered with original album covers and the wooden stage out in the back with conveniently concealing trees on the property line to shelter those who had more intoxicating pursuits?
Many a local musician cut his teeth on his stage in the back lot of the bar. He welcomed them all and sometimes joined in for a jam. His jukebox was a treasure lode of blues.
El carnal era de la Cuatro(21) and also a U.S. Marine. Excellent bluesman. A brother.
Needless to say, we live in different times now. Our condolences to his family and friends. RIP Joe. Peace be with you. Rock on.
8 comments:
Why is it a "Sad End"? 90 years and lifting 50 lb barbells? Not bad. Not sad. Just the end.
Qué triste fue decirnos adiós
Cuando nos adorábamos más
Hasta la golondrina emigró
Presagiando el final
Qué triste luce todo sin ti
Los mares de las playas se van
Se tiñen los colores de gris
Hoy todo es soledad
No sé si vuelva a verte después
No sé qué de mi vida será
Sin el lucero azul de tú ser
Que no me alumbra ya
Hoy quiero saborear mi dolor
No pido compasión ni piedad
La historia de este amor se escribió
Para la eternidad
Joe was a member of the BHS class of 63, so he was more around 82, not 90 but regardless, may Joseph Shull be playing his music in heaven.
May our primo rest in peace! Of those of faith please say prayers for Joseph!
RIP, Amigo!!!
First responders, sirens, ambulance, CPR, 911 call, downtown. What an ending !!!
Creibas que no había de hallar
Amor como el que perdí
Tan al pelo lo jallé
Que ni me acuerdo de ti
Una sota y un caballo
Burlarse querían de mí, ¡ay!
Malhaya quien dijo miedo
Si para morir nací
Si me olvidan sé olvidar
Nomás un orgullo tengo
Que a naiden le sé rogar, ¡ay!
Que la chancla que yo tiro
No la vuelvo a levantar
Thank you all for the kind words. In the next few days, I will post information for his services on FB.
* If anyone receives odd/ concerning calls or messages from my brother Joseph (Joe’s son) he is mentally ill. Family is checking in on him regularly.
Additionally, thank you to the blogger for not posting the video.
-Joe’s Daughter,
Catalina Shull
Post a Comment