As I approach my 51st birthday on Wednesday, I’m remembering the swing revival of the 1990s that was such a joy to me in my mid-twenties. I was dismayed to find that in yet another example of the erasure of African-American creativity and brilliance, a Google search would give the impression that all-white Aerosmith came up with one of the wittiest and most danceable contributions to jump blues. It was in fact penned by saxophonist “Bull Moose” Jackson, and it’s another in my collection of tunes that celebrate the nerdy girl. “My gal don’t go for smoking/and liquor just makes her flinch/but I really get her going/when I take out my big ten inch—record of the band that plays the blues/the band that plays the blues/she just loves my big ten inch—record of her favorite blues.”