I was taking a night off, lying in bed at 12:30 a.m listing to Muddy Waters when a thought occurred to me: It’s time to bid farewell to the Subway Lounge—as we’ve known it. The world was about to be let in on Jackson’s best-kept secret; it was going to witness our juke joint jewel for itself. Less than 24 hours later, “Last of the Mississippi Jukes,” a documentary featuring the gritty basement blues club on Pearl Street, was going to debut on the Black STARZ network. I realized I was probably missing a magical Saturday night over at the Subway. I got up and got down to Pearl Street.
