My family came down to visit for my recital and we went to the French Quarter. We ate at Adolfo’s, a fine dining restaurant hidden upstairs above the Apple Barrel Bar. In the bar below, a woman received dollar pinnings for her birthday in Louisiana tradition and a performer played three guitars – two with his arms and one with his foot.
You could hear music everywhere on Frenchmen Street. When we walked past The Maison after dinner, all we saw were young couples jitterbug dancing. The Loose Marbles, an outfit hard skinned and unkempt, squeezed into the storefront corner stage and blew some kind of musical oasis that could be none other than New Orleans.
Image credit: Self-Portrait of a Black Woman (2010) by Katrina Andry