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Onward Through the Fog March 4, 2011

Posted by The Typist in 504, Carnival, cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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The Green room is smoking, and the Plaza burning down
Throw my baby out the window, let those joints burn down
All because it’s Carnival Time, woooooohhh, it’s Carnival Time….!
Oh Well it’s Carnival Time and, everybody’s having Fun!

See you on the street or see you next week, unless I manage to bang out before Bacchus on Sunday an account of what will probably be my last Mystic Orders of Mysfits ball. It will be the final appearance at the Radiators at this over three decade old tradition, which started out as a small party of a few hundred on the Lakefront and later in the DAV in Arabi and later grew into a monstrous rave of a thing which I’ve avoided for the last several years. Still, I was in Luigi’s when the Rhapsodizers transformed into the Radiators. We’ve got some history, including many old Arabi MoM’s balls, so I think I need to be at what will be for many the last “real” MoM’s ball. If I don’t make it past the costume police, they can have my pants. And if I burn my t-shirt as wel, well, it should make for an interesting costume.

Burn your t-shirt February 1, 2008

Posted by The Typist in Carnival, cryptical envelopment, Dancing Bear, Debrisville, music, New Orleans, NOLA, Radiators, Rebirth, Recovery, Toulouse Street, We Are Not OK.
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Has it really been thirty years since the Radiators first took the stage? Me, I go back to my time at UNO in the late 1970s–when the Driftwood newspaper staff had a firm claim on the center table in front of the gas log at Luigi’s every Wednesday night–and as far back as the Rhaps before that.

Sadly, I missed the 30th Anniversary shows at Tipitina’s due to the below mentioned funeral and sickness all around, and won’t make MoM’s Ball. As I’ve written before, I rather prefer the memory of s smaller MoM’s with primarily the Lakefront crowd back in the day to the current version, but that means I’ll miss seeing these guys again.

As we finally crawl out of the hole of funeral, sickness, etc. and get ready to finally start Mardi Gras (better late than never) with tonight’s parades and Samadi Gras up the block tomorrow here’s a bit of the Rads from ’91. May their fire never go out.

Update: I decided I needed more a a fix than I could get off of You Tube or the records I had (well, tapes mostly). I force marched past the Divine Protectors of Endangered Ladies (sorry, y’all) to Louisiana Music Factory, where I found Work Done on Premises (the Rads first, self-produced recording captured live at Tips many moons ago) on CD. Talk about a traveller in time…