Sunday, October 12, 2008

Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?

Somehow, between the Dr. John lyrics from the last post, and the craving for red beans and rice, I've gone into a full New Orleans nostalgia tailspin. I lived in NOLA from spring 2003-spring 2004, and in most ways, it was a disaster -- my car got stolen, I was falsely arrested, I ended up doing financially ruinous things in the local music industry... I ended up fleeing in horror, shaking its dust from my feet and wishing I'd never gone in the first place.

And yet... and yet... the place still gets a grip on one.

Music follows.