The Blues, for the longest time, seemed to shrink back in itself, a natural reaction perhaps to being seen as a bloated, out of touch, left behind behemoth that many could not face being played in their company. The fear arguably that it had somehow become a pastiche of itself, too drawn out and like Jazz, an entity of music that wasn’t in keeping with the modern way of the world, the bright future that many believed involved leaving such genres of music behind.