I have relocated this blog to:
Mostly because we cherish eccentricity, individuality, square pegs in round holes, round pegs shoved roughly into triangular openings, and creativity.
We understand that people who make money pay taxes.
We love art, good food, and different drummers.
And if we wanted to live someplace where everyone was a clone of C. Wright Mills’ Organization Man – well not sure where we would live but it would not be here..
We like music and festivals. We don’t mind if there is a occassional whiff of pot in the air. We have a head full of music and a heart full of the laughter of friends.
And we don’t want you to be like us.. and we don’t want to be like you. We just want to BE.
On a parade route.
Listening to music.
Cooking good food.
Dancing like “no one is watching”.
Sleeping late and waking up to the squall of quakers.
Laughing. Drinking. Smoking. Smiling.
and did not know anything about New Orleans – you would conclude that it is a dangerous place with a football team that cheats…
not only is that wrong…
New Orleans is not a dangerous place… most of the violence occurs in a couple of areas and is gang/drug related.
and the football allegation may or may not be blown out of proportion..
But we are so much more… and we are unique.. and while we have a dark side that is only a small portion of what we are….
we are people so devout that we think we can pray the violence off our streets
we are sports fans so loyal that we filled the Superdome year after year cheering for a losing team (and we suspect it pisses people off that it is not a losing team anymore)…
we realize that “lives shall not be sweated from birth”.. that life needs laughter and joy as much as provender..
and that yah, life is hard sometimes, but it is what you make it…
music fills the air here – much of what America thinks of as “American Music’ was born right here.. and is still being born.
We throw festivals that boggle the mind.. French Quarter Fest where there are stages on the river and all through the quarter and you cannot find a grim silence anywhere..
Jazz Fest … that can only be described as Woodstock times ten..seven days of all that is good about New Orleans food, culture, and American music..
and Mardi Gras…
and food so tempting that the taste can make you weep..
le bon temps roule..
We are New Orleans.
he’s back… photo by Alison
I have been in exile from New Orleans since the last week of June of last year…
I miss it terribly.. the food, the festivals, le bon temps, the music, and god help us.. the weather…
A friend called me early today.. and told me that Ignatius is gone from his location on Canal between Dauphin and Bourbon streets…
Who took him? Why? Has he been stolen again?
sacre nom! quelle horror!
Bring him back.
When I started this blog, I wasn’t going to write about me. Not a bit, not once. Oh, no. What I intended to write about was my chosen city, New Orleans. I wanted this blog to talk about our quirks, our passions, and the unique inhabitants of the Crescent City.
I started this blog to give a voice to post-Katrina New Orleans; not to wail about Katrina but to talk about what we are now that the storm has passed.
I wanted it to be upbeat, humorous, and thoughtful.
Then I hit a wall. I attempted to point out and explain the very real differences between the native-born New Orleanian and those who came here at some later point in their life. And it came out, no matter how many times I worked at it – garbled and somewhat schizoid. I gave it to a friend to edit and she commented on my “renegade approach to grammar”. I wrote it again. Still flawed. I am now on my second editor, the first having thrown up her hands and declined to go further. I haven’t given up. I continue to believe that the points I am trying to make are interesting and have value. But I am not there yet.
So accordingly, I will stop fretting about that post, remove the rather embarrassing one that is still posted, and go forward. Carnival is in full swing. Mardi Gras is soon followed by French Quarter Fest and Jazz Fest. I will apply a little of the native’s laissez faire and perhaps I will get it right and post it one day.
Le bon temps roule!
For a number of personal and professional reasons I found it necessary to take a long break from this blog. I apologize to my readers. I will return to writing in the first week of December and hope that you will all bear with me.