Friends and music
Last night, I got out of New York by the skin of my teeth and in time to visit with Tin and some friends who were in town to make music. The New York Times had run an article about Jack White producing a Wanda Jackson album, and a friend sent me the album as a gift from iTunes – it’s amazing when you tell yourself you are not going to buy music or books that suddenly the come out of the air as gifts. And thank you Jack White for taking Loretta Lynn and now Wanda Jackson and giving them an update – classic women rocking out. Can’t beat it with a stick.
We were playing our friends’ band music when they came in and they both said they were sort of sick of listening to themselves having flown into New Orleans and played a gig every night for a week. So we switched over to Henry Butler and some other New Orleans musicians.
The truth is that living in New Orleans, born to a Cuban, music just becomes second nature to your life. And friends, well, friends and music go together like red beans and rice. Very nize.