This was my fourth Jazzfest weekend in New Orleans (second for Jenny and I together) and my appreciation for the city of New Orleans just keeps on growing. When I was in college, Jazzfest was only about the music, and while seeing bands at the fairgrounds and the late night club shows is still the primary activity of the weekend, it’s all of the other elements – the food, the architecture, the people, and the overall all vibe of the city – that make Jazzfest such a special weekend. There is no place in the world like it.
For some reason, some of our funniest moments in this city always seem to involve taxi drivers, and this year was no different. Our taxi driver from the airport was hilarious. In addition to driving a taxi, this guy is a preacher, a singer, and apparently, a marriage counselor, because he just went on and on about what you need to be doing to keep your “lady friend” happy. Apparently, the earlobe-tug is the key to happiness!
And then, at 6am on our way back from a late night show at Tipitina's, we asked the cab driver where we can get some food. Next thing I know, the cab driver hands me 5 or 6 pieces of fried chicken on a paper towel. Apparently, he has a fried chicken stash all ready to go for the late night Jazzfest crowd.
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Mardi Gras Indian performance at the fairgrounds...
The Gospel Tent - always a Jazzfest highlight.
What's becoming an annual event for us, the Greyboy Allstars late night at Tipitina's.
During the set-break of a Creole Queen riverboat show, a brass band played the top deck of the boat. Here's a video clip of the horns busting out some MJ!
To unwind after a crazy weekend, checking out the Garden District...
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