Jet Lagged into Music Magic

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After many hours of traveling to get to New Orleans on Friday evening, I was quite proud that I still managed to get up and out early the following morning to meet my friends for coffee at Rose Nicaud on Frenchmen Street.  Russ and Angela Carll are regulars at this spot, owned by Ken and Melba Ferdinand.  I was early as usual.  As I walked in the door to an almost empty place, Aaron Neville was singing in the background and I felt home.  Later that afternoon on my way to the Napoleon House, clarinet and tuba-ed Somewhere Over the Rainbow stopped me dead in my tracks at the corner of St. Peter and Royal. Fortunately, I was early once more.  I stopped. I sat on the curb. I cried when that instrumental only grew into her deep, resounding, lyrics that clutch at my heart. I caught these photos and left my tip, before I ran over St. Peter to Chartres.  Everything is more poignant for me in New Orleans now.

 

Comments

[Laury Bourgeois]

Congrats on your sabbatical and work at Stanford-I have no idea how I'll feel after I finish these two work contracts in early May. We'll just have to keep in touch and see how it goes-I may be able to make something late May early June in New Orleans but lots of stuff to balance after being gone for so long-

[Niels Windfeld Lund]

well, are you going there in the coming Spring ? We are going to San Francisco from Jan 15 through June, while I am working at Stanford(sabbatical), so it could be fantastic to go there if you were there as well ! overall love Niels

[Laury Bourgeois]

Sounds like a MUST DO to me Niels. Of course, we'd be quite a site sitting there crying in our overalls! Can't wait-Love, Laury

[Niels Windfeld Lund]

wow, my wife is playing clarinet and my father-in-law was an amateur jazz trumpet player, so we would all have joined in crying ! I can almost hear it ! Have I told you that my wife went to New Orleans with Greyhound in '71 or '72 ! so we have to come and meet you at the cafe crying !:))