Issue Articles
Festival Season Hits High Gear; The Founding of Action Cadienne; Wayne Toups’ New Disc
After a brief mid-summer pause, Acadiana’s extensive festival season is upon us once again. Cool weather is still a distant dream, but some of the year’s best celebrations are just […]
Our Columnist Visits the White Buffalo; New Eddie Bo, Davell Crawford Discs
Please forgive me, dear readers, for missing my appointment with you in these pages last month, but your correspondent had the pleasure of traveling north to Detroit and Chicago to […]
Larry Garner Becomes Full-Time Bluesman; The Continuing Adventures of “Smokey” Logg
At the beginning of 1995, Baton Rouge resident Larry Garner was strictly a part-time .. blues man. The 56-year-old family man had a secure job at a chemical plant, with […]
Bad Brains, Tipitina’s, July 17, 1995
The recently-regrouped Bad Brains, with a new album and an opening gig for the Beastie Boys in their recent past, were back in their natural environment-a sweaty club packed with […]
Percy Humphrey (1905-1995)
He was the last of the legendary Humphrey Brothers, the unflappable pair who stared into the faces of the hundreds of thousands of traditional jazz fans that passed through Preservation […]
Weedeater
“Were you anti-laser or pro-laser?” Jason Portera asks me over a cocktail in the non-revolving bar high atop the Landmark Hotel in Metairie. Suddenly, the shimmering skyline in the distance […]
Burnversion
On a Saturday night at the Mermaid Lounge last month, Burnversion are conducting a musical exorcism. James Marler’s tortured whine is almost like Kurt at his most despairing and Bob […]
The Royal Pendletons
“One thing that really bothers me that I always hear in these, quote, histories of rock & roll is that from ’59 to ’64 rock & roll died.” Like a […]
White Buffalo Day
Feathers and sequins glisten in the high noon heat. Tambourines shake and drums roll, calling out to. the spirits at Congo Square. It is August 27th, 1994. A Native American […]
Frankie Ford: Ooh-Wee Baby!
Someone should tell Frankie Ford he doesn’t need to work this hard. On a Sunday evening in July, Ford’s big black Lincoln Town Car—the one with the “ooh-wee” personalized license […]
