Strainin’ Myopia Jolly
Lactatin’ Brown Betty.
Drippin’ Chancre Jones
Musin’ Mucous Murphy
Usin’ Cold Fusion
I can’t use any of these. My first name isn’t Betty and my last name isn’t Jones, Murphy or Fusion. I could change it for my art, though.
I guess “The Dice Man” is available again, right?
Haven’t heard that one in a few years.
Revvin’ Sneezy YosemiteBabe.
Or something.
Oh hell.
Shriekin’ Schizophrenic Erin
Swellin’ Pyometra Wegweiser.
Hmm.
This is why Jews don’t do blues. 
Michi
Ruttinin’ cornflakes Blue
Cornflakes are soul food. Really.
We need a CGI generator for this.
Stinkin’ Leprous Doll
Gigglin’ Hemmorrhoids Cynical
Hmmmmm…I like the sound of that.
Sue Jo is a natural Blues name.
Perhaps a simple last name.
How’s Sue Jo Williams ?
Or Sue Jo Ashton ?
Deaf Willie McSpoke
Here goes:
Cloggin’ Atherosclerosis Williamson
Under-Developin’ PKU Williamson
Acidizin’ Oxygen Debt Williamson
Or the inbred:
Will Willy Willie William Williams Williamson
Nice ring to it.
Always thought if I were a blues singer I’d call myself “Blind Lemon Pledge.”
A rap star? Since I’m Jewish (by birth), I thought “Iceberg.”
Bleedin’ Scabies Tyson
With a name like that is it any wonder I’ve got the blues?
Signifyin’ “Biscuits 'n Gravy” WiseDaddy-d-luxalicious
and his:
Bluesasaurus Rex
featuring:
Jumpin’ from the train an’ hockin’ washtubs Gunter
with:
The Snortin’ Plasma Tud-e-loo’s
Opening Act:
Hitler and the Nine Planets
(a Jackin’ the Wack Attack Jeter production)
Shovelin’ “Grits” T
Lurkin’ “Carpal Tunnel” T
Integratin’ “Migraine” T
My last name is far too German to be bluesy.
I don’t think I could get a blues name.
Bald people aren’t allowed onto the stage, are they?
Perhaps if I got an oversized hat and a fiddle-violin?
Tootlin’ Male-Pattern-Bladness Batty
Crochetin’ Epileptic Lamb.
Hm. Seeing as how I crochet, and I do have epilepsy, I thought that would work. Guess not.
My husband, on the other hand, is a blues musician, and has a blues name. Not like these, of course. His is “Tragedy.” A former bandmate gave it to him at a time when my husband was going through a rough patch. My husband liked it. Now most of his friends & fellow musicians call him “Trag.” He already had a stage last name, because Lamb just didn’t work well in the blues field. So now he’s “Tragedy James.” Got a nice ring to it, I think. 
Ummm… Eddie ‘Clean Head’ Vinson?
Yusef Lateef?
Go for it, Oncle!