They’re kicking off the New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival today, and once again, for reasons that are unknown to me, I am not in attendance.
Some day — and I mean someday soon — that injustice must be rectified.
In the meantime, I must console myself with cuts like this, from the great Kermit Ruffins. You gotta love those horns and that bad bad piano player. And that ain’t no maybe baby.
Have a good weekend y’all. If you happen to be at the Inman Park Festival and see someone who looks like me, say hello.
It’ll probably be my younger brother. :>)