beyond the alliteration, there seems to be something almost tactile that draws these two things together. like, a bottleneck slide and a stinging vibrato together could very easily evoke the sizzle of a fat steak hitting a hot grill. likewise, you could very aptly describe a particular kind of blues singer's rich, haunting tones as "smoky," or a blues guitarist's slippery slide technique as "greasy."
also, and maybe i'm just fucking nuts, but big, rollicking blues boogies seem to be a fat man's music. i could be drawing subconsciously from bill swerski's superfans and its appropriation of "sweet home chicago,", but as a carefree celebration of all things carnal, it just fits.
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ribs are a fat man's music
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