Word. January 2, 2012Posted by The Typist in 504ever, Bloggers, music, New Orleans, Theater, Toulouse Street.
Of the Lord (Lord David, that is) from The Truth and Other Lies. If you don’t read his blog, consider yourself woefully under-informed and your opinions beneath notice.
I find myself closer to a Stepford/Mayberry in Hell reality than I ever thought possible for the City of New Orleans…
Join me in the following year, if you dare, in going out to see music that MATTERS; from the Soul Rebels to Ratty Scurvics & the Black Market Butchers, or Dr John sitting in with JD Hill at the St Roch Tavern.
Patronize amazing local theater at out-of-the-way places like Allways Lounge & Marigny Theater, the Shadow Box theater or Otter’s Backyard Ballroom, rather than more commercial endeavors, like Professional Douche Bag, Pres Kabacoff’s, ugly little orange mall..
Gird your loins appropriately, folks, and head on out.
Life in this city is dangerous.
It’s amazing & it’s beautiful.
In the final measure, for me, it’s the only way to go.