The Seventh Son of the Seventh Son
The Seventh Son of the Seventh Son

The Seventh Son of the Seventh Son

Belief in the special gifts of a Seventh Son (and Daughter) can be found in Folklore throughout the world. In France, The Seventh Son was called a ‘Marcou’ and branded with a fleur-de-lis. Captains of Merchant Ships would try, ‘often by force if necessary’ to have a Seventh Son on ship as Legend has it that the Ship wouldn’t sink with a Seventh Son on Board.

In Scotland, the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter was said to have the gift of second sight (prophetic vision). In Ireland, the saliva of a seventh son was said to have healing properties. However, in Romanian folklore, a seventh child was believed to be fated to become a vampire.

The belief in the healing powers of a seventh son of a seventh son has persisted into the twenty first century. However if we wish to be honest with ourselves we must acknowledge that everything has a natural explanation and that magic is only a fantasy of the mind.

Several music videos have been made of this theme but my favorite is Johnny Rivers: Seventh Son.   

Johnny Rivers is the Brooklyn-born, Baton Rouge, La.-reared rocker who put 32 singles on the Billboard Hot 100 from 1964 to 1977 

You can buy the song in its original vinyl format on Amazon but I have found this wonderful Love Performance of 14 tracks of Johnny Rivers best songs. 

14 Tracks As Follows:  Secret Agent Theme ~ LET It Rock ~ Rooster Blues ~ Seventh SON ~ Down At the House OF Blues ~ Summer Rain ~ Tracks of My Tears ~ Last Train to Memphis ~ Goin’ Back to Big Sur ~ Mountain of Love ~ Poor Side of Town ~ Memphis ~ Secret Agent Man ~ My Bucket’s Got a Hole in It

Seventh Son by Johnny Rivers

The Dread Pirate Dave

Yo-Ho Swabies. Ye’ve followed the chart and discovered the booty ‘neath the X. Be ye pirate enough to join my ranks and fight alongside one of the most bloodthirsty and scandalous corsairs to ever darken the Seven Seas??? Then come aboard and join me to set sail for adventure, the like of which ye’ve never spied in all yer days.

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