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EBK Jaaybo - Death Bedz (but the cure for pneumonia hasn't been discovered) | 1930's Blues Version

🩺🎙️ EBK Jaaybo – “Death Bedz” (but the cure for pneumonia hasn’t been discovered) | 1930’s Blues Version Recorded live at St. Mary’s Infirmary Ballroom, Stockton, 1933. They said the boy shouldn’t be singin’ — not with lungs like that, not in the middle of a winter this cold — but EBK Jaaybo was never one for permission. Wrapped in a wool coat and fire in his eyes, he recorded “Death Bedz” from the foot of his own hospital room, with a band that sounded like they came straight from the afterlife. The record opens with a slow, rattling guitar and a cough between chords — then Jaaybo’s voice cuts through, heavy with fever and feeling. It’s not the kind of blues you dance to. It’s the kind you feel in your bones, the kind that reminds you the Devil don’t always come with horns — sometimes he comes with chills. The lyrics are raw: a man stuck between life, legacy, and the Lord, whispering his regrets to the ceiling fan. “If I don’t wake tomorrow,” he croons, “tell the doctor don’t bother — the music done healed what medicine couldn’t.” Folks say nurses cried during the take. Some say the lights flickered when he hit the last note. And when the final harmonica fades, it feels less like a song ending and more like a soul leaving the room. Critics call it “the coldest blues ever recorded,” a ghostly masterpiece that turned sickness into scripture. One writer in The Delta Review put it plain: “If the blues had lungs, they’d sound like EBK Jaaybo.” 👉 EBK Jaaybo – “Death Bedz (but the cure for pneumonia hasn’t been discovered).” The last breath of the Delta — sung slow, but unforgettable.