Sounds good. The last show I went to the reigning musical icons were Amanda McBroom and Rickie Lee Jones. I swore after that episode of the inquisition that I would never subject myself to such torture again. Endless repitition of the most horrendous howling imaginable.Sounded like cats fighting. Then the Blues became popular but it ended up being white guys growling and torturing their rare and expensive Vintage Tele's and Strats.
Not a Muddy Waters or Little Walter in sight.
For Jazz we had Pet Metheny; the Henry Mancini of the pop jazz repretoir.
Try putting Sun Ra on and people wrinkled their noses.