"Better Than The Rolling Stones"
Mar. 3rd, 2003 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
infrogmationThe jazz band gig Sunday went well. We had invited two trumpet players to play with the band; both had given us "maybes", but both showed up for part of the time-- three trumpets wailing out punched some numbers in fine style.
The band was on the raised front porch of a Victorian house facing St. Charles Avenue; the bulk of the party was in the house next door. We were there pretty much from 1:30 to 8:30-- not playing all the time; we played in the gaps and between the daytime parades, then for a long stretch from the end of the daytime parades until the start of Baccus parade at night.
We did play a few numbers more than once, but those were mostly Mardi Gras standards. You out of town readers may not know that the Carnival season has a number specific tunes (like Christmas elsewhere) that area as familiar to locals as "Jingle Bells". Yes, I got to whistle Professor Longhair's solo on "Go to the Mardi Gras".
One enthusiastic older guy insisted he wanted to sing one with us. We launched into Paul Barbarin's "Second Line". After the instrumental chorus, the fellow took the mike and sang "Bourbon Street Parade". Right composer; wrong song. We went into Bourbon Street Parade behind him, then at then end of the vocal went right back into Barbarin's Second Line. Hey, an unplanned medley done without a hitch; I was proud of us.
Especially during the time leading up to Baccus we had a large crowd dancing on the sidewalk and street in front of us whooping and hollering enthusiastically. They didn't want to let us stop, and the tip jar got hot use. We got many compliments, including a college age fellow who told us "You're kickin', you're better than the Rolling Stones!". I'd settle for being half as good as them if I could be half as rich.
Happy Lundi Gras!
The band was on the raised front porch of a Victorian house facing St. Charles Avenue; the bulk of the party was in the house next door. We were there pretty much from 1:30 to 8:30-- not playing all the time; we played in the gaps and between the daytime parades, then for a long stretch from the end of the daytime parades until the start of Baccus parade at night.
We did play a few numbers more than once, but those were mostly Mardi Gras standards. You out of town readers may not know that the Carnival season has a number specific tunes (like Christmas elsewhere) that area as familiar to locals as "Jingle Bells". Yes, I got to whistle Professor Longhair's solo on "Go to the Mardi Gras".
One enthusiastic older guy insisted he wanted to sing one with us. We launched into Paul Barbarin's "Second Line". After the instrumental chorus, the fellow took the mike and sang "Bourbon Street Parade". Right composer; wrong song. We went into Bourbon Street Parade behind him, then at then end of the vocal went right back into Barbarin's Second Line. Hey, an unplanned medley done without a hitch; I was proud of us.
Especially during the time leading up to Baccus we had a large crowd dancing on the sidewalk and street in front of us whooping and hollering enthusiastically. They didn't want to let us stop, and the tip jar got hot use. We got many compliments, including a college age fellow who told us "You're kickin', you're better than the Rolling Stones!". I'd settle for being half as good as them if I could be half as rich.
Happy Lundi Gras!
