A Katrina Story: Part 6 The Monkey Boy Atomizes Before Katrina slammed into the gulf coast, I was a spider on the rim of a toilet bowl. After a long life of struggle, it seemed as if I had finally crawled my way to a safe place. That was not to be. The Universal Toilet…
A Katrina Story: Part 5 TUESDAY, AUGUST 30th, 2005 As we sat glued to the tube on Tuesday to witness the drowning of New Orleans, it was pretty apparent that we weren’t going to be able to go home in the near future, and we weren’t in a position to stay in hotel indefinitely either….
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A KATRINA STORY: PART 1 Watching the televised weather reports in New Orleans in the last week of August, 2005 was an exercise in fear management. By Friday, that big swirl of clouds called Katrina filled the entire Gulf of Mexico and looked as if it was headed straight at the “City that Care Forgot.”…
(The Worst Best Day Of My Life) I spent my first year in New Orleans as a Yankee transplant, and I was there to work. Between endless months spent in windowless recording studios with the occasional 15- people-shoved-in-a-van-for-thousands-of-miles road trips spent with The Wild Magnolias, my personal agenda of weaving my cultural experience in a…
Ernie K-Doe had a a number one, top forty pop hit in the 1961 with the tune “Mother-in Law”….K-Doe proclaimed that it and the Star Spangled Banner were they greatest songs ever written. K-Doe also proclaimed himself “Emperor of the Universe”. Need I say more? A true New Orleans Care-Rackter if there ever was one…….
There is a neighborhood bordering the French quarter on Rampart Street called the Treme. On the Rampart side of the Treme is a large green space, and within that green space is an area called Congo Square. Things have ALWAYS been a little looser down here in New Orleans, even during the hey dey of…