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From a man raised sleeping on juke joint floors to an ex-prodigy cutting through the chaos—in 2026, the soul of the blues isn't fading, it's greasier than ever. Sipping cheap whiskey late at night, a thought crossed my mind: "Why do we take life's pain, cram it into three chords and twelve bars, and happily chug our drinks to it?" There’s no real answer. But scrolling through tonight’s blues news, a warm fire ignited deep in my gut. No matter how high-tech the world gets, the gritty soul of the bluesmen shows zero signs of drying up. In fact, it’s getting greasier and juicier by the day. ### ■ The Man Whose Cradle Was a Club Floor: The Bloodline of Stud Ford …