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Last night, we took our friend to show him a sampling of New Orleans music, and as it happens, we didn’t have to go far. We drove to Frenchman Street where we headed to Three Muses and Luke Winslow-King was playing his renditions of 30s music complete with Washboard Chaz, a tuba and a piano to accompany his raffish good looks. After some delicious tapas, and wonderful music, we headed over to Spotted Cat where Miss Sophie Lee was just ending and The Moonshiners were just coming on – outside and inside we ran into friends, musicians – on our way to the car, we checked out DBA and Snug where our friend said a Parisian piano players was hot but decided instead on a nightcap at the Phoenix, our own special leather bar, which was as tame as a feather bar downstairs with a sweetheart of a bartender. We walked across the street to John Paul’s to hear karaoke but only Madonna’s Love Profusion was playing on the big screen so we decided to head home.

But we didn’t make it home, we were driving down St. Claude and passing the Hi Ho Lounge and there were so many cars on the neutral ground we knew something was going on, so we pulled over and asked the big guy outside who was playing and he said, “The Stooges, gotta see em.” We parked on the neutral ground and headed inside for New Orleans at her best, bumping and grinding to the bones on stage with The Stooges Brass Band and there were a lot of bones playing with such verve and blood thumping music that we stood there mesmerized, not wanting to ever leave that place.

How could you not love this city – that was a mere few hours one evening out of many?

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