Robert Luther Smith, “Bluesman” (from Blues Man)
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With a fat guitar groove, a soulful vocal, and a whole lot of feel, Robert Luther Luther opens his album Blues Man with a blues-rock number that knows exactly where it comes from and where it wants to go.
“Bluesman” opens the door and settles right into its groove, looks you straight in the eye, and tells you exactly how things stand. The title track and opener of Luther's nine-song album Blues Man is a blues-rock statement of purpose, the first chapter in the story of the character at the heart of the record. It comes on with equal parts grit, soul, and easygoing confidence, the kind of tune that gets your head nodding before you’ve finished your first sip of bourbon.
The opening twelve bars give us plenty to love. A fuzzy yet precise staccato rhythm lays the foundation putting just the right amount of dirt beneath the fingernails. Above it, a lead guitar line rides in with a warmer, rounder rock tone and a melody that catches your ear like a hook in a catfish. It sticks like an old friend, familiar from the first handshake. Underneath, the drums walk the groove along and roll us into each verse without ever stepping on it.
Then Luther steps up to the mic with a confession as old as the blues itself: “You tell me that you love me, you tell me that it’s true...” Right away, we get the picture. Here is a man who has heard all the promises and still can’t get through to his woman. It’s a familiar road, and Luther doesn’t dress it up in fancy words to make us feel it because we've all been there before.
As composer and lyricist, Luther shows a fine instinct for timing and phrasing, shifting between smooth and punchy and knowing exactly when to lean back and when to land the tune. His delivery is conversational and unforced, as though he’s telling his story across a barroom table rather than trying to prove something to the crowd. He doesn’t over-sing, and he doesn’t need to. His voice sits inside the arrangement like one more instrument in the band, one that knows its place. That restraint is one of the song’s greatest strengths. Everybody knows their part, and nobody is trying to steal the show.
The guitar work deserves a tip of the hat. An Epiphone Casino handles rhythm duty while a Fender Stratocaster takes the lead, and the pairing gives “Bluesman” a texture all its own: that hollow-bodied Casino laying down the backbone, and the Strat’s bell-like song answering each vocal line with little bursts of melodic punctuation. Those replies feel like another musician leaning in to say, “That’s right, brother,” just when the singer needs a little backup. Two different guitars, two different voices, and somehow they sound like they grew up on the same street.
Then comes the chorus: “I’m a Bluesman, yes, I’m a Bluesman.” Subtle harmonies tucked in behind add a little extra soul without crowding the vocal, and Luther delivers the refrain with an easy assurance. It isn’t a boast and it isn’t a plea. He’s not asking for approval. He’s telling you who he is, and there’s a world of difference between the two.
The midway solo is where this cut really earns its stripes. That tone is something special: crystal clear yet warm, with enough restraint to keep it rooted in the blues. The guitar sings, sustains, and punches, climbing through expressive lead phrases before dropping down into rolling triplets in the tenor register. All the while, a conversation plays out between grit and silk, like two sides of the same soul arguing it out. Nothing here is showboating. Every phrase has a purpose, and the solo drives the story forward rather than bringing it to a standstill. When Luther returns to the mic, the Bluesman has found more resolve, and that repeated declaration now carries the weight of a man who knows his circumstances and has decided to stand his ground.
Lyrically, Luther keeps it lean, the way the old masters did, and a few well-chosen words paint a mighty big picture: “Black cat just crossed my path. Never get the breaks. That’s why I’m blue, man.” That last line is a sly bit of wordplay, and it lands. The black cat is one of the oldest images in the blues, right alongside the crossroads and the mojo hand. Across generations it has carried the weight of superstition, an omen of bad luck in one place and a charm of good fortune in another, depending on where you stand. That uncertainty makes it a perfect fit. The blues has always lived in the space between luck and belief, between what happens to a man and what he’s convinced is waiting for him. When life has you down, even an ordinary alley cat starts looking like proof the deck is stacked against you. Luther doesn’t overexplain it. He doesn’t have to.
David Thomas, credited as producer and remix producer, pulls it all together with a sure hand. Rhythm guitar, lead guitar, bass, drums, and keys blend into a full-bodied sound that never buries the song’s essential character, and every part has room to breathe. There’s rock in the attack, blues in the phrasing, and an R&B sensibility in the way the groove moves.
The whole time this one was spinning, I could see it: a dim room, a band on a low stage, the guitars ringing out under the lights, two fingers tapping my glass, and a roomful of folks tapping their feet and nodding along. It feels live in the best way, the musicians playing off one another in real time, raw and refreshing without losing its polish. You can just about hear the crowd catching that chorus and singing it back before last call.
What makes “Bluesman” work is its lack of pretense. Luther doesn’t try to reinvent the blues, and he doesn’t need to. He takes the ingredients that have kept this music alive for generations: a memorable groove, a relatable tale of love gone sideways, expressive guitar, and a singer who sounds like he means every word. Then he brings them together with enough rock muscle to keep things moving and enough soul to make them stick.
As the opening track on Blues Man, “Bluesman” sets the tone with confidence, inviting us into a world where love can let you down, luck can turn on you, and a man can still find his footing by plugging in and playing his blues. If this is how the story begins, pull up a stool. You’re going to want to hear the rest.
Some men sing the blues. Others live them. On “Bluesman,” Robert Luther Smith sounds mighty comfortable doing both.
-Review by Sylvie Marie for Indie Spoonful
About Robert Luther Smith
Robert Luther Smith, known professionally as Luther, is a singer-songwriter whose career spans several decades and is rooted in rhythm and blues and pop.
His love of a strong beat started early, when he heard Chubby Checker’s “Let’s Twist Again” at age five, and grew into a lifelong passion fueled by Jimi Hendrix, The Beatles, and Tamla Motown. Along the way he soaked up a wide range of influences, from Stevie Wonder, David Bowie, and Steely Dan to Tom Waits, Nile Rodgers, and the classical music of his grandparents.
That eclectic ear shows in a sound that blends soulful R&B with pop-art sensibilities, funk, and modern digital production. On his albums Romantic Fiction (2015) and Psychedelia (2019), Luther played every instrument and sang every vocal himself. With Blues Man, he turns his hand to the blues, bringing decades of musicianship to a set of songs built on groove, feel, and soul.
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