Too Bad Jim
R.L. BURNSIDE

(Fat Possum)

If blues to you means Strat-wielding chops-meisters, you might want to expand your horizons a bit. The hill country of northern Mississippi produced a style all its own: Sometimes called drone-blues, it relies on one-chord riffs rather than 12-bar chord changes, and has a sinister, lacerating effect that depends more on rhythm than melody or improvisational prowess. There is no better place to begin investigating this hypnotic micro-genre than Burnside's Too Bad Jim. Recorded in a rural juke joint mostly with family members, the disc is crude, rude, lean and loud — and about as authentic and unbuffed as music gets.

Eric Snider is the dean of Bay area music critics. He started in the early 1980s as one of the founding members of Music magazine, a free bi-monthly. He was the pop music critic for the then-St. Petersburg...