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What a difference a year makes.

In the waning days of 1948 Todd Rhodes was riding high. His career which had started way back in the 1920’s as a member of McKinney’s Cotton Pickers who had a good national reputation in the early days of jazz had gradually declined as tastes changed and by the early 1940’s he was just another club musician in his hometown of Detroit, respected around town but a long way from stardom.

The style of music he’d grown up playing was commercially moribund, opportunities for someone like him to record were almost non-existent and to top it all off a new louder, rowdier and more ragged style of music called rock ‘n’ roll came along which would’ve seemed to lower the curtain on any chance he had of re-emerging from a nearly fifteen year musical hibernation.

Instead rock’s arrival had allowed Todd Rhodes to be re-born.
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