Just ease on into one of the most laid-back grooves to ever weave its way through a New Orleans junkyard, and join the procession as the estimable Dr. John is led through the rusting automobiles on a mule
. After that, you'll be ready to enter the Inner Sanctum of Deep Mystic Hoodoo, with the good Doctor as your intoning, night tripping guide through the Zu Zu Mamou
hallucinations. You won't be the same, afterwards...
posted by flapjax at midnite
on Nov 27, 2009 -
At Sammy's at 2016 Main, on September 8, a historic jam session occurred, an impromptu reunion of many of the city of New Orleans's finest musicians. Each player who walked in the door was much more than a mere musician that night -- they were an affirmation of life. Not only did their attendance indicate that they had survived the storm, but their collective presence also indicated that their music would survive, too.
The New Birth Brass Band
(and friends) tears it the hell up in downtown Houston post-Katrina. The whole show is great
, but if you're short on time, parts one
are especially smoking.
posted by 2or3whiskeysodas
on Dec 14, 2008 -
Then, as he escorted me to the elevator, he said, “New Yorker? How many people see that shits
He reflected a moment. “Damn. Who needs Hot 97? I got New Yorker and MySpace.”
posted by jne1813
on Jul 10, 2006 -
St. James Infirmary,
in a funereal, no lyrics, brass-band version underlies a persistent scrum of half-remembered songs about New Orleans rising in concert with the waters, lapping at the sandbags of my mind. Up front, Tom Waits
(I Wish I Was in New Orleans
) and Randy Newman
) are duking it out for time at the piano, elaborately filigreed chords overlapping and changing the dominant lyric at the moment of harmonic convergence, while in the background Arlo Guthrie
(The City of New Orleans
) warbles about a train ride. Professor Longhair
and/or The Dixie Cups
, Iko Iko
) sort of amusedly fight to keep sliptime with the martial drums from Jimmy Driftwood's The Battle of New Orleans
(caution: embedded quicktime) behind the whole toxic soup of sonic residue. I'm sure the stew will grow more dense over the next couple weeks.
Got a New Orleans song to toss into the waters?
posted by mwhybark
on Aug 30, 2005 -