'Tis spring, 'tis spring
The bird is on the wing.
Absurd, absurd;
The wing is on the bird.~ Ogden Nash Opening day has come and gone. Tax day has passed. We denizens of the Midwest survived the earthquake yesterday with nary a scratch, bump, or bruise. Pope Benedict will soon be winging his way East, back to Vatican City. It's time to pause, gaze toward the hazy horizon, and take a look into the crystal ball to see what lies looming there.
It's the time of year when my musical Mecca beckons to me. It's time for me to pack my bags. Time to go to New Orleans to "get myself lost and found again." Yes, is time for The Fess Jazztival!!!
Going to Tipitina's for the annual INSTRUMENTS A'COMIN' fundraiser, got tickets for a sold out
funky Meters/Derek Trucks Band night show, the
Ponderosa Stomp is always a ton of fun. And then there's Zydeco Night @ The Rock 'N Bowl. Gotta see
Snooks Eaglin, Irma Thomas, John Mooney, Sonny Landreth, The Iguanas, the subdudes, & Coco Robicheaux, Dirty Dozen Brass Band, June Yamagichi, John Hammond, & The Preservation Hall Band. Anybody else going this year? I keep my fingers crossed every year for an appearance by
Los Lobos, but they haven't played the Fairgrounds since 2004. Well, we can always dream ....
