Happy BLUES....
Huh? What?
What's a Coke can got to do with the Blues?
Or being happy?
It's all part of "context."
Tab Benoit was playing Cajun Blues at the Pour House Friday night.
He paused in his show to "mention" the team he was rooting for in the Super Bowl.
So, he's a happy man after the Sunday game and can still play the Blues.
See...it makes sense.
Just as he did when he appeared here about 6 months ago, Mr.
"Benwah" dazzled the crowd with his straight ahead music.
Very professional but also very personable.
He shared a lot of his Louisiana Bayou thoughts with the joyful crowd that danced and clapped its approval.
Not a frown in the place.
Wonder if he got home for the game?
I sure hope so.
Labels: Bayou, Cajun, Coke can, Super Bowl, Tab Benoit, The Saints no longer The "Aints"
"See ya later, alligator."
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About 20-25 miles from the French Quarter in downtown New Orleans, a roaring, bone-jarring air boat sped us through marshes and bayous out to where the birds, snakes and alligators live.
Our guide carried a bag of marshmallows and apparently had taught a few of the critters to come over to the boat when we stopped.
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He told stories and Cajun jokes as he splashed his hand in the murky water and tossed out the little white sugar treats.
I mumbled "Crikey!"
We seemed worlds away from a city and area trying to recover from natural and bureaucratic disasters. Here was Mother Nature and a few of her more colorful creatures.
If you've ever complained about the annoying high pitch whine of a Jet Ski, stay away from an Air boat with its rear-mounted airplane engine and wire-enclosed whirling propeller! The provided ear protectors did help me keep my hat on my head.
The 3 hour tour was great but I looked forward to being back in the city, sipping a cold Abita Amber on Bourbon Street.
Labels: Abita Amber, air boat, alligator, Bourbon Street, Cajun
Huh? What?
