The sixth annual Crescent City Blues & BBQ Festival, presented by the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Foundation, is on this weekend celebrating Southern soul with the best in local and international blues and R&B talent, plus the greatest assemblage of home-style barbecue to be found in New Orleans. GAME ON. I’m headed down there shortly to meet up with some folks and enjoy the great weather, music and food, but before I split I wanted to do a fest themed mani. Tried to use more actual polish in this (the middle nail has no acrylic paint) and pulled out China Glaze Classic Camel (little darker than I would’ve liked but I knew it would dry fast enough to get things done in time), Color Club Poker Face, China Glaze Code Orange and Barielle Swizzle Stix. Got chicken on the pinky, ribs on the ring, a loose approximation of their logo dude for the fest in the middle, and some shrimp on the index. Off to go have fun, hope y’all are doing the same!
UPDATE: can I just tell you how great New Orleans is?! We were standing around a table tonight, eating Emeril Lagasse roasted chicken and buttered cheese corn for $7, drinking local NOLA slush and listening to the wonderful tunes floating through the public square downtown, and had this collective moment of “we’re doing it right. This is where we need to be.” And because my friend is all awesome and got us into the Jazz Fest private area I also got this fab little lanyard tonight to match the nails — ALSO got to hug the best huggin’ tambourine woman in the south, Lady Tambourine. Girlfriend was WORKIN IT OUT for Kenny Wayne Shephard’s set, during which Tab Benoit sat in for a couple of songs. I know nobody really clicks on these links but if you want a dose of why we’re all in love with this city (it’s a gumbo, but every piece makes for part of the magic — I can’t tell you enough, we live in the best city in the States, no lie and sorry if that hurts to hear San Francisco/NYC/Miami/Austin, y’all are a close second) check out Lady Tambourine/Tambourine Woman, aka Rosalie Washington, on YouTube, girlfriend is ON FIRE (< –if you click on any link, let it be that last one –), best moves in the business (and BEST hugs, seriously made my night — she has an acting reel too!). F’realz, it’s nights like this that make me remember why New Orleans fits and is so wonderful.
Ok, not gonna lie, really in love with Tambourine Lady tonight. More links!
Rockin Dopsie Jr. and Tambourine Lady at French Quarter Fest 2010 (straight up aerobics in this one)
New Orleans Jazz Vipers w/Tambourine Lady
Tambourine Lady & Smitty’s Brass Band Jazzfest 2007
Michaela Harrison and Tambourine Lady, “Wade in the Water”
Cowboy Mouth and Tambourine Lady
Lady Tambourine on Frenchmen St. (THIS is New Orleans my darlins)
Ms. Rose “Tambourine Lady” & Jason Slack on the synthesizer doing it BIG
The Imfamous Tambourine Lady of New Orleans
Best Tambourine player in New Orleans… and if you’re still with me, let me break down this last video for you: this is any day in New Orleans. This is why I’m here. Because this city is open and welcoming and wonderful, it looks you in the eye, it plays you a song, and it asks you to dance. There’s no pressure; whatever you’re doing here, it’s okay — just enjoy yourself (you wanna dance? DANCE! or watch, or laugh, but just enjoy the carnival of it all and be YOU). And if you’re walking around downtown, give it a block or two and you’ll run into your next street performance group: the buskers, the hustlers, the dancers and crooners, the gutterpunks and the brass bands (even in the Irish Channel: I was biking home from the grocery the other day and my neighbor was sitting outside with a squeezebox playing his heart out, I had to bike around the block a few times and enjoy it), there’s a party on every corner and each block has its own soundtrack, all of it asking you to be a part of the fun, shake yo ass and smile til it hurts… Yet somehow every block blends beautifully in the night air, creating the resonant chorus of “this is New Orleans, we are alive and thrive”. There’s no place like it. Anywhere. Laissez les bons temps rouler!