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rebirth brass band
REMEMBER THIS: My first trip to the N'Awlins and the annual JazzFest. This set came at the very end of the first weekend of the Fest, and it seemed a fitting way to cap off the three days of music. These guys are one of the top acts of the newer generation of New Orleans brass bands. If you haven't heard them, don't think Salvation Army, think James Brown, P-Funk, and Prince. I once saw them open a Mardi Gras show at the Oakland Arena, but that couldn't hold a candle to seeing them play to the hometown crowd (and some foreigners like us) on the grass and in the bleachers.
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david thomas and two pale boys
REMEMBER THIS:
David insisted on beginning at the time specified
in his contract, which happened to be during
Mark Growden's set. He shouted that he was
commencing his performance in the beer garden
out back, which he did, while we encircled
him, and he closed his eyes to us and
played Kathleen.
Honestly, I could have gone home completely satisfried
right after that, but I stayed. When you add up the trumpet,
the delay, the effects, the koto use of the guitar, the
melodeon, the shiny red apron, the poetry, the anger,
the truth, the sweat, and the surfer girl, you come up
with something larger than 100%. I mean, I kinda lost it.
From the beginning of the set to the end,
at an interval of five minutes or so, someone would leave.
I still wonder what they were thinking. ABOUT 50 PEOPLE WERE WITH ME. I WANNA TALK TO THE LADIES IN THE AUDIENCE
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