Richard "Big Boy" Henry, Blues Guitarist
and Singer, Beaufort
"I think you can live a life and sing blues. Even doctors,
lawyers, and preachers, I tell them, I say 'Y'all have
the blues at times.' You lose a loved one and you're
sad--that's blues. Lose your money, that's blues. Through
our lives somewhere seems like we all have the blues."
Richard "Big Boy" Henry
knows a lot about the blues, for he has been singing
them since he was a boy. Born in Beaufort in 1921, he
moved with his family to New Bern when he was twelve.
Bluesmen who played on street corners and in juke joints
were part of a rich African-American musical culture
that thrived in the town during the Depression. One
itinerant South Carolinian, Fred Miller, had a profound
influence on young Richard Henry. "He was a great guitarist,
but he couldn't sing," remembers Mr. Henry. "And he
said 'Richard, why don't you come go around with me.
We might could pick up a few pennies at the house parties
and dances and fish fries.'
" To Miller's accompaniment
Mr. Henry sang popular blues songs that he picked up
from records or other singers. From his partner he also
learned the rudiments of blues guitar. After Miller
moved to New York, Big Boy began visiting the city to
continue their partnership. There he met other Piedmont
bluesmen, including Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee,
who accompanied Henry in a recording session in 1951.
Disappointed that these recordings were never issued,
Big Boy returned home to New Bern and laid his guitar
down.
During the 1950s and 60s,
Mr. Henry supported his family by working on menhaden
crews, fishing his own nets, oystering, and running
a grocery store. He also preached in local churches,
though he never accepted money for his services. In
1971, he moved back to his family home in Beaufort,
where some younger musicians recognized him and encouraged
him to return to playing. "If you love something, it's
hard for you to quit," he explains. "And that's the
way it was with me about the music. The minute I picked
it up, it all come back to me."
Though arthritis has diminished
his abilities as a guitarist, Mr. Henry's voice remains
forceful and expressive. He is a creative singer, re-interpreting
blues standards as well as composing his own songs about
current events and local happenings. "Mr. President,"
written in response to cuts in social welfare programs
in the 1980s, earned him a W.C. Handy Award from the
Blues Foundation.
To help preserve blues
music, Mr. Henry has taken many young musicians under
his tutelage. In addition, he has encouraged older members
of his community to maintain and record an important
worksong tradition once heard along the coast. Interested
in folklorists' attempts to document the worksongs sung
by himself and other African-Americans who fished on
menhaden boats, he helped organize a group of retired
fisherman to re-create the singing. He also encouraged
the group, now known as the Menhaden Chanteymen, to
share their music with a wider public.
Such acts of selflessness
have given him a reputation as a kind-hearted and generous
man, quite different from the popular image of the restless
and self-focused bluesman. For Mr. Henry, singing blues
is a blessing rather than a curse. "They're in my heart,
not because I'm troubled that much now. But I just love
to look back. And things that are happening to other
people, I like to sing about."