The week started well with a relaxing and delicious lunch at June’s All Day brasserie on far South Congress. This is the place that Mark took me to for lunch when I interviewed for my job in Austin, and I hadn’t been back since. Diana and I both loved our lunch – delicious wines, smoked salmon nicoise salad for D and steak tartare for K. The heavens opened as we were finishing up and so we had to stay for coffee and wait for a brief respite in the rain. Temperatures dropped 15 degrees in a few minutes and the humidity was thankfully gone from the air for a while.

I got tied up at work until late on Monday evening. Diana was able to meet up with Sheri (after some confusion on which Kendra Scott store they were meeting at) and then they stopped back into June’s for some Happy Hour champagne.
Then they met up with Sean at the Continental Club to see the amazing Peterson Brothers. These two young men have so much positive energy and interact with each other beautifully. May they never lose those positive smiles they have playing music together. I was able to join around 7:30pm for the second half of the show. We particularly enjoyed the rendition of “Amazing Grace” on violin by Alex – it was his first instrument in school before graduating to bass guitar virtuoso.
Then the Brothers went mobile, wandering through the club, passing the guitar off to a friend at the bar to jam, heading out into the street and then plopping down in the seats behind us for a few minutes.


I thoroughly enjoyed the second hour of this show. Just what I needed after a long work day. Here’s a quick clip of the Brothers jamming:
After the show we followed the typical circuit – Hopdoddy burger followed by Hotel San Jose courtyard. Sean was able to have a nice chat with Glenn and Alex about when they were going to play in California.

Diana headed back to Dallas on the Tuesday bus and I put in some long days at the office, battling system problems.
I enjoyed a work dinner at Bonneville on Wednesday night. This is a good restaurant, just across the bridge from the apartment, that I hadn’t heard of but enjoyed quite a bit. The scallop dish was yummy.

I rode back to Dallas with Vinod on Thursday afternoon – always an enjoyable journey because of the wide ranging conversations. It was really nice to be home with Diana in McKinney for a few days.
The new movie from director Danny Boyle, “Yesterday”, was our entertainment on Saturday afternoon. We both enjoyed the movie and the interesting concept behind it. It really brought home the breadth and differences in the Beatles catalog. Diana mentioned being reminded of the Cirque du Soleil “Love” show in Las Vegas, and how it gave whole new meanings to the classic Beatles songs.
I had always thought that the Beatles “I Want to Hold Your Hand” was the number one song when I was born. I just looked it up and that was actually an honor held by the Four Pennies, with their song “Juliet”. Have you ever heard of the Four Pennies? I certainly haven’t. I like the guitar introduction to the song. It was only number one for a single week.
Take a look at the number one hits from 1964 – so many classics that we still remember. I challenge anyone to believe the same will be true of the number one hits from 2019 – most of them will be forgotten a couple of years from now. Cilla Black has a couple of number ones and she got a mention in “Yesterday” during the visit to Liverpool. What was in that Mersey water?
| Date | Artist – Title | Weeks at #1 |
|---|---|---|
| « 1963 1964 Number One Songs 1965 » | ||
| – | Beatles – I Want To Hold Your Hand | 5 |
| – | Dave Clark Five – Glad All Over | 2 |
| – | Searchers – Needles And Pins | 3 |
| – | Bachelors – Diane | 1 |
| – | Cilla Black – Anyone Who Had A Heart | 3 |
| – | Billy J. Kramer and The Dakotas – Little Children | 2 |
| – | Beatles – Can’t Buy Me Love | 3 |
| – | Peter and Gordon – A World Without Love | 2 |
| – | Searchers – Don’t Throw Your Love Away | 2 |
| – | Four Pennies – Juliet | 1 |
| – | Cilla Black – You’re My World | 4 |
| – | Roy Orbison – It’s Over | 2 |
| – | Animals – The House Of The Rising Sun | 1 |
| – | Rolling Stones – It’s All Over Now | 1 |
| – | Beatles – A Hard Day’s Night | 3 |
| – | Manfred Mann – Do Wah Diddy Diddy | 2 |
| – | Honeycombs – Have I The Right? | 2 |
| – | Kinks – You Really Got Me | 2 |
| – | Herman’s Hermits – I’m Into Something Good | 2 |
| – | Roy Orbison – Oh Pretty Woman | 3 (2) |
| – | Sandie Shaw – (There’s) Always Something There To Remind Me | 3 |
| – | Roy Orbison – Oh Pretty Woman | 3 (1) |
| – | Supremes – Baby Love | 2 |
| – | Rolling Stones – Little Red Rooster | 1 |
I heard a song on Spotify that I enjoyed by Alan Price. The keyboard sound was somewhat familiar, so I did some research. I found out why it sounded familiar – he was the organ player with the Animals. You’ll notice above that “House of the Rising Sun” was number one just after I was born – I still enjoy that song today and remember Billy Joel playing it when we saw him in New Orleans recently. The Western musical brain certainly loves arpeggios – particularly when a minor resolves into a nice major.
Alan Price is a self-taught musician and was a founding member of the Tyneside group “The Alan Price Rhythm and Blues Combo”, which was later renamed “the Animals”. His organ playing on “The House of the Rising Sun”, “Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood”, and “Bring It On Home to Me” was certainly a big part of the group’s sound and success.
He also had a big role in introducing one of my favourite musicians, Randy Newman, to the world. Price’s second album, “A Price on His Head”, released in 1967, featured seven songs by Newman, virtually unknown at the time.
What was number one on December 18, 1964 when my wife entered the world, I hear you asking. Well – that was a Beatles song – “I Feel Fine”. Not one that I was familiar with, even though it spent 5 solid weeks at number one. Oopsy – now that I listen, I know it well. “I’m in love with her, and I feel fine”.
Changing over from music to the literary front, I finally finished “The Parisian” by Isabella Hammad. This was a very long slog of a book with lots of Arabic dialog and names. I did learn a lot about the history of Palestine in the early 2oth Century, and the influx of Jewish immigration that ultimately caused the Israeli/Palestinian conflict that still exists.
Here are some of the reviews that convinced me to embark on this read. I’m not sure I agree with any of them – this book was really hard work. I enjoyed the first few hundred pages that were set in Paris, but the Palestinian years were just work.

I’m looking forward to some lighter reading this week.

Here’s the Alan Price song that got me off on that Animals trip earlier:
Diana gave me a beautiful vinyl rendition of Bruce Springsteen’s new “Western Skies” album for fathers’ day. Here’s one of my early favourites:
How can Bruce still be making such meaningful music while performing every night in his solo Broadway show?
I’ve always loved the music of Robert Cray and came across this recent album. Ask me about seeing Robert Cray in a small club on Greenville Avenue in Dallas in the late 80s, when Stevie Ray Vaughan joined him on stage.
Our second wedding anniversary on Monday was welcomed with a pretty sunrise. After a long work day, we celebrated at Uchi, a sushi restaurant close to the apartment and rated one of the best in the United States. The food was excellent, as you can tell by the smile on D’s face. The service was equally outstanding, from the initial greeter, to Sam our waitress, and everyone else that interacted with us.

The rest of the week was busy with work and quite hot outside. On Wednesday evening we braved the heat for a walk along the river, passing by the movie on the lawn event on the way home. “The Goonies” was showing on a giant inflatable screen. Temperatures continued to heat up, with Thursday being the first 100 degree day of the year.
Friday afternoon took me to one of our stores on far South Congress to observe system performance during the peak time and close process. As luck would have it, C-Boys Heart and Soul was close by. Diana joined me and a couple of work colleagues for happy hour. The Rosie Flores Revue was playing (as they apparently do every Friday) – what a pleasant surprise. We’ll have to return again soon.

Sunday kicked off with a nice long swim and very relaxing sauna, followed by coffee at Opa! The puzzle was by creators and an editor we didn’t know – where did Fred Piscop go? It took us both over 30 minutes to finish the “Doing the Splits” crossword.

After dinner we finished off the evening at the Roosevelt Room. The bar is lovely and the cocktails good, but we decided it was just a bit too much work to get a drink in that place. I did like the interior and particularly the musician paintings – here’s one of Austin native Gary Clark Jr.


Happy Father’s Day to my Dad and all you others celebrating today. Being a Dad – the most challenging occupation I know, filled with terrific highs, tough lows and lots of unanticipated in betweens. Here’s a picture of my Dad, sister, and brother in law at Pitmedden Gardens near Aberdeen.
The only real respite all week was a very pleasant walk along the river trail on Thursday night. The city of Austin does such a good job maintaining the trail and the natural habitats. We enjoyed this guy with his long neck sticking up from the vegetation.
We walked down South Congress Avenue (SoCo) to the San Jose hotel for a relaxing drink and snack on their excellent patio. This is where we finished our evening with the Aussies and Diana sent Sue a picture of the patio. She replied that they were fighting through thunderstorms in Custer, South Dakota – those Aussies get around.




Our brunch started with shishito hashbrown, creamed corn, and braised goat – such a delicious combination of flavors. A close second to that was the next dish of smoked chicken skillet, sunny eggs, mushroom cream, and tobacco onions. The final dish of Mediterranean flavours – eggplant falafel, fenugreek sausage, cashew humus, and herb yogurt made it difficult to choose a favourite. We really enjoy the concept of smaller portions to share – particularly when each contains so many fresh flavours. Can you tell that I was very happy with everything about my brunch?

I was up early on Tuesday morning for a swim at the chilly Barton Springs pool. A very refreshing start to the day. After work, Damon and I had dinner at Chi’Lantro and then caught an Allman Brothers tribute band at the One 2 One bar. This was an excellent show, far exceeding our expectations. All the musicians were great – the dueling guitars, double drummers, bass and organ. Anne would prefer this to the original Allmans as the solos were short and tight – not the sprawling 10 minute guitar solos of the original band. Anne always complains that there aren’t enough words and the songs last too long.



On Sunday evening, we revisited on of our favourite Austin spots -the Townsend bar and listening room. The entertainment was by Michael Fracasso featuring Charlie Sexton on guitar and Michael Ramos on keyboards and accordion.
It was a treat to see Sexton in such a tiny venue – he was about to head back out on the road as the guitarist in Bob Dylan’s band. I mentioned a week or so ago enjoying his playing on Boz Scagg’s latest album. And of course the Arc Angels, his short lived band with Doyle Bramhall II, has been a favourite of mine since living in San Antonio. Michael Ramos has an equally impressive resume, having toured with and produced many well known artists.

While we were in the show, everyone’s phone started alerting at the same time, for a flash flood warning. Apparently it was raining very heavily outside. Things had dried out after the show and we were able to enjoy the walk home at a temperature over 20 degrees cooler than when we entered the show, 2 hours prior.
Denny shared an excellent article, “The Memorable Mr. Hughes”, with me this week. Mr Hughes is retiring as the music teacher at Lusher, the school that Jack and Jason attend. Diana and I have attended several “Morning Meetings” in the Lusher courtyard and the music is always a big part of these. A highlight was Trombone Shorty getting down in the middle of the kids when his microphone didn’t work correctly. Here’s a quote from the article:
Happy Birthday to Alicia! She hosted 5 girls for a pool party on Monday afternoon. They were mostly very well behaved. 19 year olds don’t seem to be anything like 13 or 14 year olds – much less squealing and yelling. It took poor Diana a few minutes to get all the candles lit on the mini cupcakes.
couples we met at the Continental Club last week) were able to join us for the birthday celebration. I grilled burgers, chicken and veggies for dinner and Alicia and Diana made huge green and fruit salads. Everyone seemed to enjoy the meal. You can see the lovely purple orchid that Kerry brought for Alicia on the right hand side of this picture. Hopefully we can keep it alive for a while after Alicia leaves.
As luck would have it, Kerry and Yoshy live only 10 minutes from our friend Stan in Brisbane, Australia. We had just been having a FaceTime session with Stan the night before.
The morning sky on Wednesday seemed a bit gloomy and ominous. Waiting for the lift to head to work, I noticed a “stand up” meeting happening at the job site next door, where the new high rise building is starting. Made me smile, as I was headed for our 8:30 am daily stand up meeting. The ominous clouds cleared out nicely during the day and the evening was bright and sunny.


The set by Western Youth was excellent from start to finish and I think they made a number of new fans from folks who just wandered into Gueros. Several folks asked me the name of the band and what I knew about them.
Penelope is enjoying Austin. She likes cruising down Barton Springs Rd with her top down, and really enjoyed the new experience of backing into the slanted parking on South Congress.
I was getting peckish after all that great music, and made a stop at the Taco Joint on Riverside, a place very close to the apartment that for some reason we haven’t tried yet. The tacos here are very good – I enjoyed a portobello mushroom and a steamed fish. Another great food option in very easy walking distance.

I really enjoyed the swim and particularly the very long laps that are possible. It took about 10 minutes to adjust to the cooler than typical pool temperature water. One interesting fact about the pool – this is where Robert Redford learned to swim at age 5, when visiting Austin on holiday. Barton Springs is a federally protected habitat as it is home to the endangered Barton Springs Salamander. I didn’t spot any of them but it was pretty dark for most of my swim and the pool has depths up to 18 feet. I look forward to making a few swims in Barton Springs part of my regular weekly routine.
Thursday night brought a pleasant cultural experience – a showing of the new Miles Davis documentary, “Birth of the Cool”, at the Austin film society. Admission included a cocktail, trumpet music in the lobby pre-show, a discussion with the producer, and jazz records in the lobby after the movie. What a deal for $11.

I rode back to Dallas with Vinod on Friday and had the house to myself for the night. Diana and Alicia were enjoying a few days in Boston on the back end of a work meeting that Diana attended on Wednesday. On Thursday night they visited the Union Oyster House, established in 1826, and the longest continually operating restaurant in the United States. John F. Kennedy’s booth is marked with a plaque. Diana enjoyed the lobster (pronounced “Lahbstah” by the locals”.
trails while Diana handled some work meetings. Diana had duck for dinner and it looks absolutely delicious. They apparently sat next to a couple for Highland Park, Dallas and had a good chat. Later, they both took a ghost tour around the area.


Sunday started with a swim in the warm gym pool, followed by coffee and crossword. The evening brought a real treat – a return visit to the Kessler by Nils Lofgren, this time with his full band (including brother Tommy from Grin), and his own guitars. You might remember his equipment was stolen overnight prior to his last visit, and he had to borrow all the guitars he used.

Here’s the set list from the show – a very strong finish including “No Mercy”. I remember first hearing this on Radio Clyde with the DJ, Dougie Donnelly, raving about the song – I was sold.


I finished the book “The Paris Diversion” by Chris Pavone this week and really enjoyed the read. A fast paced, intelligent thriller with interesting plot twists, that is also well written with great descriptions and vocabulary – a rare combination.




Shelley several times now, and always enjoyed her songs. Four Aussies took the seats in the row in front of us and we had a great chat while we waited for the band to start. Then the first of several surprises happened. Diana noticed Carolyn Wonderland setting up her guitar. She’s not a regular part of Shelley’s band and was obviously going to sit in. We love her singing and guitar playing – this is the lady that I took my sister and family to see when they visited almost 2 years ago now. I really enjoyed the smile on Carolyn’s face as she listened to Shelley and band before sitting in.


My birthday present from Mum and Dad was waiting when I got back to the apartment from the ER, a bit after 1am, and McD was quite insistent that I open it up. Meet Harris McCoo (left) and Donald McDee (right). There from the Scottish artist Steven Brown who is becoming quite famous these days. I really love his work and these selections.



While troubleshooting a big work issue, my amazing and fierce wife also whipped up a delicious made from scratch “end of birthday week” dinner of my favourites. Pavlova birthday cake and two kinds of meat pies (the best versions yet). Alicia gets a lot of credit for helping as Diana had to jump on and off calls and send update emails. The results of all their toil were excellent.









and shared a “Blues Burger” – blue cheese and crumbled onion rings. The visit was actually a scouting trip to see if this would be a good place to meet our friend Rob and his wife for dinner on Wednesday (he ended up having to cancel). Somebody told us a few years ago that the easiest test of a restaurant is to see if they make a good burger. Zax passed the test with a tasty and nicely cooked burger. The ambiance inside was a bit quiet and dated but the patio looked fun.

Having selected our apartment for the shortest possible (within reason) commute to the office, I was irked to see the news on Thursday night. A new high rise building going in next to us is requiring lane closures right next to the Catherine building for three months. Ugh! I’m sure it won’t add too much time to my commute, but I’ve really been enjoying getting to the office in 10 minutes rather than the hour it took in Dallas.
My official birthday week kicked off when I got home on Friday evening with a bowl of one of my favourite food groups presented by BP (Baby Penguin). All of the penguins also put together a very creative card to recognize the birthday week.
I tried something new on Saturday morning – swimming laps in the apartment pool. The temperature was a bit bracing initially but I had a nice long swim, followed by some relaxation time in the sauna. Swimming really eases my back pain and so I look forward to repeating this start to the day until the pool gets too hot.
I chose a new destination for coffee and a crossword with Keith. High Note is a new restaurant from the Kerbey Lane group and features fresh and healthy breakfast and brunch options with a Mediterranean flair. We shared blistered shishito peppers and I enjoyed a Kale Mary (very green and healthy). We both liked High Note and the food coming out around us looked very good. Another good coffee and brunch option in walking distance.



Arriving home after dinner, I was presented with this excellent gift. It’s a quote from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, a 19th century poet most famous for “Paul Revere’s Ride”. It makes me think of the Playing for Change series that I shared a couple of weeks ago where musicians from around the world collaborate on songs.
Sunday started with a swim and sauna. While Diana sunned herself by the pool, I walked down South Congress to the Continental Club to see the matinee show (3:30pm) with the Marshall Hood band. It was interesting to step into the dark and well air conditioned club from the bright, hot day outside.
A belated Happy Mother’s Day to all of you who were celebrating on Sunday.
I meant to share this New Yorker cartoon last week as “May the 4th be with you” is a big day for Star Wars fans. Peter Mayhew, who played Chewbacca in most of the Star Wars movies, also passed away last week. I didn’t realize that he was 7 feet 3 inches tall at his prime.





These were the inspiration for the Seventies sitcom featuring the antics of two Liverpudlian lasses. Guess what they called it? You nailed it – “The Liver Birds”. I didn’t remember it from the name, but after watching a YouTube video, I remember it quite well from my childhood.

Diana enjoyed the Saxon Pub experience and particularly the folks “dancing like nobody was watching”. This place is full of happy, friendly people looking to enjoy the music. An interesting couple joined us at our table. Bill and Marianne met in a Chinese restaurant in Peurto Vallarta during a thunderstorm. Bill attended UT before riding his Harley across country to San Francisco, where he got a job as a mailman, during the “Summer of Love” in 1967. He had just had ankle replacement surgery – did you know that was an option? We’ve heard of hips and knees, but I hadn’t heard of ankles.
We walked across the street from the Saxon Pub to Chi’lantro for a snack. This is an Asian Fusion, Korean style restaurant with excellent “Kimchi” fries and Korean chicken wings. Not familiar with kimchi? I wasn’t either but it’s kind of a cabbagey concoction. Wiki says: a staple in Korean cuisine, kimchi is a famous traditional side dish of salted and fermented vegetables, such as napa cabbage and Korean radish, made with a widely varying selection of seasonings including gochugaru (chili powder), scallions, garlic, ginger, and jeotgal (salted seafood).
Greenwich Village was once the center of New York bohemia and, like many other artsy neighborhoods around the country, has gone through significant gentrification in recent years. But one shop in the heart of the Village had remained resilient to the encroaching gentrification: Carmine Street Guitars. There, custom guitar maker Rick Kelly and his young apprentice, Cindy Hulej, build handcrafted guitars out of reclaimed wood from old hotels, bars, churches, and other local buildings. Nothing looks or sounds quite like a Rick Kelly guitar, which is the reason they are embraced by the likes of Bob Dylan, Lou
Reed, and Patti Smith. The film captures five days in the life of Carmine Street Guitars, while examining an all-too-quickly vanishing way of life.
We reconvened at the Apartment for dinner and then walked across the bridge to Antone’s for a concert. Roxy Roca was opening for Big Sam’s Funky Nation. Diana chose this as her Mother’s Day eve show over Sis DeVille at the One to One Club. Unfortunately the show was over 21 only and so Alicia practiced her story on the walk over. No real problem getting in – just a couple of questions that she handled well.
We hadn’t heard of Roxy Roca and were going to skip the opening act, but some YouTube research showed a great brass section and music that we thought we’d enjoy. They are an Austin based band and put on a good opening set.
We enjoyed Big Sam’s Funky Nation a few months ago at the Kessler, when they opened for the Rebirth Brass Band. It was great to see them as the main attraction. Happy, fun music very well presented. So much so that we couldn’t drag Alicia out of the show. “Two more songs and we’re leaving!” “No we’re not!”.
We did finally leave a little after midnight and tried again to make a visit to the Elephant Room for some late night jazz. The band was on a break and the place was crowded, so we made the walk back to the apartment earlier than we might have – probably a good thing.
At around the same time in California, Cat was finishing up a very grueling day of testing for his black belt. He’s trying to look mean and tough in this picture and I can tell he’s exhausted. A very impressive and dedicated effort he’s made to get this far over the last few years. Late breaking update as I’m about to publish – Cat passed the test and received his official black belt!


But wait, there’s more. I had read that the pastry chef was excellent and so we agreed to share a desert. The arugula cake with meringue, rhubarb, and strawberries was both completely unique and delicious. The presentation reminded us of the garden dish at Manresa on our anniversary dinner.

We dropped Alicia back at the apartment for some more “studying” and then walked across the 1st Street bridge and down the riverside trail to Rainey Street. This is the historic area that I took Denny on his visit, where small houses have been turned into bars and restaurants. The street was hopping on Sunday afternoon and McD and I chose the back patio at Lucille as a good spot to
relax for a while. There was a lot of entertaining activity – karaoke in progress, various games with rings and bean bags, puppies entertaining themselves trying to eat the Jasmine plant and then falling fast asleep. We walked up the street and back over the Congress bridge, pausing to take a funny picture at the Little Brother bar.

This bar is most famous for featuring in one of the late, great Anthony Bourdain’s television shows. Particularly the taco truck that parks out front. I do think that this is a great place to settle in with a good book.

Dos Jefes cigar bar doesn’t look like much from the outside (in typical New Orleans fashion) but features great live music every night of the week. John Fohl, best known as the guitar player in Dr. John’s band for many years, has a standing Monday night gig. We saw him there a few years ago and really enjoyed his set. I enjoyed this riff on James Booker’s “Classified”:

Anne was able to join us for the show and, as is pretty typical, took time to have a long conversation with Fohl. Mr. “Good Lord” Alex was also able to join us about half way through the first set. Here’s another one of the songs from an excellent first night in New Orleans:
Tuesday festivities started at a new restaurant, “Justine”, in the French Quarter – thanks to Anne for “Oganizing” reservations. This is the new venture from Justin Devillier, the chef/owner behind “La Petite Grocery” – a place we’ve loved for several years. Justin appeared on Top Chef season 11 and has won many awards since beginning his career as a line cook in 2004.




Diana and Anne didn’t have much of a rest before heading out for oyster and champagne Happy Hour at Pascal’s Manale. This is always one of the highlights of McD’s trips to New Orleans, as she gets to catch up with her New Orleans girlfriends.
As we were getting ready to head out for the evening, Denny’s neighbor asked for some help pushing his 1956 Thunderbird into the garage, resulting in this entertaining video:
We hadn’t had quite enough music yet, and rode over to the French Quarter again to see Dragon Smoke at One Eyed Jacks – now having rendezvoused with Diana. This band is a kind of New Orleans supergroup that has come together on the Tuesday night of the week between Jazzfest weekends to perform a one of a kind show for the last 19 years. The members are Ivan Neville (Neville Brothers and Dumpstaphunk), Eric Lindell, Stanton Moore (Galactic) and Robert Mercurio (Galactic). I laughed at the sign outside the venue stating “Early Show – Dragon Smoke – Sold Out” which I saw after 11pm still waiting for the band to assemble from their other various gigs and start.


We had an excellent dinner experience at Patois, just down the street from Denny and Anne’s home. I started with a duck mousse pate that was amazing and Diana had some beautifully cooked octopus in a sizzling skillet.



Thursday also began with a pleasant stroll through Audubon park. I always enjoy seeing the moss in the trees that is so typically Southern. This was used to make mattresses and I’m sure was pretty comfortable.
Norma, my CIO for Latin America and based in Guatemala, bought tickets to Jazzfest when the Rolling Stones were originally scheduled to play on Thursday. She kept her plans to visit New Orleans and met us for a delicious Peruvian dinner at Tito’s Ceviche and Pisco. The weather was good and we sat on the patio and enjoyed a good sampling of the menu. The lamb shank and hanger steak with pesto linguine were my favourites.
legend, Johnny Sansone, in the event space of Monkey Hill bar. This was an excellent show in a great small venue. The blue lights at the front of the stage made it challenging for me to get good pictures and video. Things started out very well with Luke Winslow King and Roberto Luti. Luke is a good friend of my old boss, Vince, who had sent me a signed copy of his last album – it was very nice to hear it live.
The excellent evening closed with some Blues royalty. The band including Fohl, Crowne, and Sansone, were joined by Benny Turner, younger brother of Freddie King and bass player for years in the Freddie King band. What a treat and what a character.
Our Friday at Jazzfest was upon us. This is the 50th anniversary of this wonderful institution and we were hoping for good weather and a great day. As you can see, the skies started off a bit overcast and threatening rain.

From Congo we made the walk through to the Gentilly stage for Shamarr Allen. What an amazingly small cornet he uses, but still gets a great sound. McD was annoyed when Shamarr started her favourite “Weekend Dance” song only to be shut down by the festival police as he reached the end of his time slot – nobody goes over time at Jazzfest.
Next was a quick jaunt back to the Fais Do Do stage (Anne’s favourite) where a lot of local Cajun style music is featured. Cedric Watson was a classic example of this style. I was entertained by his punk rock, Joan Jett looking, washboard player.
Getting tired of walking and too hot in the sun yet? Me too, so we stopped into the paddock area for a breather and some shade.

Diana faught her way up front to get a better view and got this picture from the screen looking out on the extensive Jazzfest crowd. Can you see us back there on the left side?
Our New Orleans vacation started to wind down on Saturday. We had a midday flight but managed to work in one final meal with Denny and Anne before heading to the airport. Echo’s Pizza offers a very nice brunch – Diana and I shared the Echo’s Breakfast – avocado toast, eggs, bacon, and potatoes (delicious). The heavens opened just as we were leaving and so Denny and Anne very kindly dropped us at the airport. Those two are the best hosts you could ever hope for and have been to us for so many years – very special!


rocker still touring strong in his mid 70s – and grew up in Essex. He joined Procul Harem (best known for “A Whiter Shade of Pale”) in the late 60s and played on their 5 first albums. Trower then formed a power trio and is best known for his 1974 album “Bridge of Sighs”. I remember Andy Bull had that album on heavy repeat in one of our University flats. Here is a portion of the title song from that album from the Moody theater:


I read two good books this week. The first, Washington Black” by Esi Edugyan is quite the crazy saga. The story begins on the Faith Plantation in Barbados in the 1830s, where sugar cane is grown and harvested. Edugyan is brutally honest in her portrayal of the physical and emotional brutality of slavery. We meet George Washington Black, a six year old child born into slavery. Wash’s family is unknown to him and his desperation to “belong to” another human being is palpable. Serendipitously, Wash is chosen by the younger brother of the plantation owner, to serve as his scientific assistant. Under the watchful eye of Christopher “Titch” WIlde, the boy learns some reading and math skills, but especially hones his ability to draw natural objects. This first section of the novel is well written and credible but, after the two prepare for a trip aloft in a hot-air balloon, the novel begins to unravel quickly and become much less believable.
I enjoyed my second book, “The Great Alone” by Kristin Hannah, more than the first. I read this book over the course of the weekend and struggled to put it down. The novel revolves around the family of Ernt Allbright, a veteran returning from Vietnam and suffering from what we now know as PTSD. He moves his family to the wilds of Alaska to start their lives anew. Initially it’s a welcome change, but as winter approaches, and Ernt’s mental state deteriorates, his wife and daughter find themselves in an increasingly precarious position. Leni and Cora are the heart of what is as much a mother-daughter love story as it is a pressure cooker of the pain of living with PTSD. Together they reckon not only with the elements, but with some bad decisions, born from the stubborn faith that Ernt will somehow recover and become the loving person he was before the war.