It is the weekend, so we will sing. This appears to have been filmed in Nice in 1978. But Booker fairly shouts New Orleans.
I have received an interesting question, am I in New Orleans or not? If I do not say where I am, how can it be known whether anything else I say is true? How, oh how, can it all fit together? Like the role model for my writing voice here, the Subcomandante Marcos, I am from many places, and there are things I love and have loved about them all.
But I have only ever fallen in love with two cities: Madrid and New Orleans. When I am there, I am happy, and when I am not, I long to see them again. Madrid, even now, with its modern veneer, and New Orleans also, no matter how tattered and torn.
Now it is time to thank a mysterious Erik, who has sent the link to an interesting video, made this year in Stockholm on the Jantelov. It has English subtitles, and it is only a minute long, so go ahead, watch. It emphasizes the oppressive aspects of Janteloven – to say the least. Especially considering certain other experiences I have had today, the critique made in the video is timely.
Did you like the John Cleary performance? Here is the late, great Professor Longhair on Tipitina. This clip has also been incorporated into Martin Scorsese’s documentary Piano Blues.
This is John Cleary playing Tipitina at Rosy’s Jazz Hall, in the summer of 2004.
Now it is December. The sun is still beautiful, and it has fallen into the thirties tonight. The sky sparkles and glints on the windowpanes. People are shopping nation and world wide, but I say, if you participate in that, please do it locally in New Orleans, or consider a straight out donation. Slate offers excellent, concrete suggestions.