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How Can You Explain New Orleans?

Have had a few people talk to me about my blog last week, about the Colorado gentleman who experienced some “effects” from Hurricane Katrina—the humidity went up. Of course we agree this insensitive soul should have kept his mouth shut. A New Orleans-born friend who lives in the western U.S. said that a gentleman attending a picnic with her didn’t want to seem offensive, but wondered why anyone would want to rebuild a city that was below sea level. In other words: what’s the point, if it’s just going to flood again.

She had to point out that, while her parents’ house flooded, they’d lived there for 53 years and never had a flood. My mother lived in her house for 35 years, and it never flooded, but got 10 feet of water as as result of the tidal wave generated by Katrina.

Hell, we might as well move everyone off the coasts and into the interior of the country, right? I suppose they don’t feel that way in Holland, since the Netherlands has managed to control the flooding in their country.

OK, I’m starting rant, so let me get to the point:

It’s not that often that I fall in love with a book, but after reading through New Orleans, What Can’t Be Lost: 88 Stories and Traditions from the Sacred City, I’m raving about it.

New Orleans, What Can’t Be Lost: 88 Stories and Traditions from the Sacred City

I purchased my copy at the event where Sweet Home New Orleans published its report on the state of the music community last week. Christopher Porché West, whose photographs you’ve probably seen in New Orleans (I have one of his in my office), contributed all the photos in the book.  Porché West has been a documentarian of the “Sacred City” for over 30 years now, and his photographs, coupled with short jewel-like written vignettes about what makes New Orleans such a special place, create a book to be treasured for anyone who loves New Orleans.

It’s almost impossible for any media—television show, film, poem, photograph, visual art, essay, book—to capture the essence of New Orleans, but I’d say this book comes pretty damned close.

There are entries from everyone from Poppy Z. Brite (“The defining characteristic of New Orleans is surely a live-and-let-live credo, a near-universal belief that as long as that fat man wearing his pirate costume and pushing the hot dog cart [referring to Ignatius Reilly] isn’t hurting anybody, he’s not crazy, he’s just interesting.”) to Anders Osborne (“The music of New Orleans is as rich as the smoke of fifteen kitchens cooking at the same time on one block; it is as deep as ten thousand years of culture merging on one square; it is as joyous as the birth of a child and can be as mournful as life without any hope or faith.”) to Simonette Berry (“Performance is a part of daily life here. The famous costuming tradition is translated into a different ceremony through the decoration of homes and businesses.”) to Michael Sartisky (“New Orleans was, is and will be—even more so if we perish—the shrine and seedbed of American culture.”).

These are certainly not the most incisive, pithy or profound statements from this book, but it’s so chock-a-block with ideas and realities about what makes New Orleans so special, that’s it’s difficult to quote what’s best.

The photos by Porché West aren’t necessarily tied to the essays within, but they certainly demonstrate what the city is about; its beauty, pathos, fun, decay, music and all the rest.

One of the best things about the books is that its proceeds will benefit Sweet Home New Orleans, an organization that’s done so much to help local musicians and culture standard-bearers recover after Hurricane Katrina.

If you love New Orleans and find that why you love it so is difficult for you to express in words (as I often am), then get this book, read it, and buy one for your friends

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Post-Traumatic

Satellite view of “The Big One”

Yesterday afternoon I was waiting for an appointment in an office, and a woman who was sitting next to me was complaining to her friend: “I am so sick of hearing about Katrina. All those people who are still trying to get into their houses should have moved back by now. They got their Road Home money!” A little too-righteous indignation on her part. I wonder if she lost her house, her job, any member of her family to Katrina or its aftermath.

And here’s a real good one: A few weeks ago when I was on a cruise with my family, a fellow came up to me, started chatting me up and asked me where I was from. “New Orleans,” I said. “Oh, well I know that you all can’t be blaming all that happened on President Bush,” said he (why this came up in his brain, I don’t know). I was dumbfounded and started to feel my blood pressure rising and my Mojo Mouth getting ready to explode…and then he said (seriously, too): “Yes, we had a bit of a problem after Katrina where we live in Colorado. The humidity went way up.”

Can you believe this?? I walked away—quickly, before I could punch him.

This guy was obviously an insensitive idiot, but try as many people might, I don’t think anyone who wasn’t touched by Katrina personally can understand what we went through; what we are still going through.

Five years ago, things at OffBeat were going pretty well, and we were just sending the September issue to press at our printer, Dixie Web, located in Metairie. The street date was Monday, August 29. We had a magazine release party planned at d.b.a., down Frenchmen Street.

Post-ship date, we always take a deep breath around here, after the stress of production week. We knew there was a tropical depression, but didn’t think anything of it. In fact, I personally pretty much ignored it. My daughter Meredith called me on Saturday morning at home and asked me if I knew that there was a Category 5 hurricane heading straight for New Orleans. Hell’s bell’s—the news really took me by surprise, set off the alarm bells, but when I told Joseph, he said, “Let’s wait to see what will happen tomorrow…it will probably turn like they always do.” To be safe, we schlepped down to the office and battened down the hatches (moved computers, cleared desks, etc.). And, on pins and needles on Saturday night, we went to bed just knowing that the storm would turn.

It didn’t.

So Sunday morning, we packed up a couple of suitcases, and jumped in the car at about 10:30 a.m., figuring we’d be gone a couple of days. We took the back way out of town and went down old Highway 90 and passed a lot of camps. I remember thinking, if this is as bad as they say it will be, all of this could be gone in a couple of days. Bye-bye. We headed northeast to Slidell and figured we’d get onto Highway 59 North to Mississippi. Wrong. Traffic was being diverted west. My sister Jill and her husband Newt had invited us to stay at their house in Baton Rouge, but we hated to impose, and figured we could get a motel room somewhere in Mississippi. The further along we got in the car, the worse the traffic got. The more calls I made on my cell, the more sure I was that we’d probably be sleeping in our car somewhere because there were absolutely no hotel rooms available in the entire Southeast, unless you could drive through to Missouri. Luckily, my daughter and granddaughter had found a motel room outside of Jackson, Mississippi, and I knew they were safe. We just stayed in traffic and tried to get out. Anywhere.

At about 5:30 p.m., we were in totally stopped traffic about 30 miles south of Natchez, Mississippi. It was getting dark and you could feel the storm in the air. I called my sister in Baton Rouge, and she told us to come on back, we were welcome. So we did a 180 and headed back south to Baton Rouge. We got there about 7 p.m., exhausted, and worried. My brother Joe and sister-in-law Janet live in Long Beach, Mississippi.

Slidell, post-Katrina

My other sister Gretchen, her husband John and their four kids live in Lacombe. My mother, who lived in Slidell and had just been diagnosed with endocarditis, was at Gretchen’s home. The hospital that had been treating her CLOSED and sent her home with my sister, who is an R.N., to administer the intravenous antibiotics she had to have administered.

I learned how to text using my cell phone to check on my daughter and granddaughter, since my cell didn’t work.

We all went to bed, hoping for the best.

I woke up at about 5 a.m. to a lot of rain and wind, and checked the hurricane’s progress on my cell phone.  I couldn’t believe how huge the storm was and it was headed right for New Orleans. The Big One.

Early that day, we tried to get through to Joe and Janet, and Gretchen and John, and couldn’t. The word was that St. Tammany Parish had been totally inundated by water. The worst of it was, there was nothing we could do but sit and wait, and hope until we finally heard something. They were all okay, and on Tuesday night Gretchen, my mom and the kids drove to Baton Rouge…

Of course, this story could continue for a very long time, but suffice it to say, I will never, ever forget that day, and what came after it. The profound worry about my family’s well-being. What had happened to our house and the office. Wondering what had happened to all my friends and business associates. How everyone was coping. If everyone was all right. Seeing the devastation on Tuesday via a small black and white TV we had set up on a generator. Almost feeling like someone had punched me in the stomach when I saw the Hyatt. And this was before the levees failed.

I for one will have every memory of Katrina—both before and after—etched in my brain forever.  Our family was one of the lucky ones: we all survived. Thanks to our subscribers and supporters, OffBeat is still alive and well. We all have our jobs and our homes, except for my poor mother—who lost everything while at the same time trying to survive a life-threatening illness. She’s now living in Baton Rouge. Everything she had needed to be replaced. Our family photos and memories represented by physical things are lost forever.

But so many more weren’t as relatively unscathed as we were.

As I watched Spike Lee’s documentaries, as I see videos of rescues, photos of destroyed homes, YouTube videos of horrific flooding and people crying for rescue; photos and films of people who were left to suffer and some to die in the city before Mr. Bush got off his political ass to send us help…it all comes back to me, vividly. I mentioned in a previous blog that seeing the images in Spike Lee’s new documentary brought tears to my eyes.  They will always, always make me cry. We’ve been so lucky, and others have not. But they are fighting to regain their lives, and to come back to their city.

A little humidity from Katrina bothered you?

What an asshole.

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If God Is Willing…

Last night I saw excerpts from Spike Lee’s new documentary If God is Willing and Da Creek Don’t Rise, his follow-up five years later, post-Katrina to When The Levees Broke.

Only the first and fourth installments of the documentary were shown; last night’s first installment concentrated on the immediate aftermath of Katrina, as well as the impact that the Saints’ win had on the city.

It’s strange about post-traumatic stress. You think you’re over it, but something will trigger a response, and it all floods back. Almost as soon as Terence Blanchard’s score started—the same music as was in When The Levees Broke—my heart almost stopped. Then the images of Katrina’s devastation started playing against the screen; my eyes filled with tears, and I really almost started to bawl. It was that traumatic. You think all those memories are just that, tucked away in your brain so that you can access them when you feel like you can handle it. Or they’re deconstructed into an abstraction of what happened. Then the images (and music, which had a lot to do with seeing it on a screen) flow, and so do the tears.

There was a short scene from When the Levees Broke that showed Blanchard’s mother going into her destroyed house for the first time after Katrina. It broke my heart the first time (my own mother lost the family home), but I think seeing it again was even worse. I had to literally put my hands in front of my face so I couldn’t see anymore, like a little kid trying to hide from a horror movie.

So the PTSD—at least for me—is real. I’ll live with it until I die. And what my family went through is so minor compared to what many of my friends and colleagues endured, and in many cases, are still enduring.

The immediate horrors of Katrina are over, but the memory will never leave us. Lee’s newest documentary—which I look forward to seeing in total—is a testament to the resiliency of our people. Part One will air on Monday, August 23; Part Two on Tuesday August 24. It’s great that he managed to insert the triumph of the Saints’ victory juxtaposed with the terrible images of Katrina. He addresses the housing problems we’re enduring, Nagin, our health and hospital issues, and a lot more with compassion, insight, and even humor. The last part of the film is concerned with the BP spill—and it’s great. It’s splendid to have a filmmaker with Lee’s credibility who understands our culture, our pain, as well as our strengths and weaknesses, and who is really rooting for us.

It’s often hard to live in New Orleans, with all of our problems, but on the other hand, it’s such a privilege to live here too, because there’s nothing else like it in the world. All we can do is to work together to make it better, and hope and pray that there are filmmakers with the cred of Spike Lee who are gutsy enough to tell it like it is to a national audience, and a network like HBO that helps him produce his work.

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Think We Need This?

Of course I know the city of New Orleans is in a deep financial hole right now, thanks to a previous administration that spent money (that we didn’t have) like water. But I guess I’m the kind of person who always wants to push the envelope. If we don’t have a vision of what we want the city to be, then we’ll never be it. If you don’t have a goal that you set to achieve, then you’ll never achieve it. Without going into one of my famous rants, this has been New Orleans’ problem as long as I’ve been active in the music scene. No one can quite decide what we need to do to capitalize on our music and culture. It’s sort of been a side note to the city’s reputation as “party city,” thus the line used for the past few years in marketing New Orleans: “Come Out and Play.”

The perception of New Orleans as a place to get drunk and party is one that’s been carefully cultivated by the hospitality industry and city marketers for at least half a century. The idea is to fill hotel rooms. The creation of this image has worked, but in a lot of ways it’s backfired because it puts us into a category of places you might want to visit, but you wouldn’t want to live in. Surely many of you can understand that visitors to the city might see only Bourbon Street—because they’ve been told that’s the “thing to do” when they go to New Orleans.

Okay fine. But there’s so much more. The challenge is to create another image for New Orleans that focuses on our culture. Partying and Bourbon Street and Mardi Gras and Creole cooking are, of course, integral to New Orleans’ appeal, but what about our music, our artists, our writers, our architecture, our unique traditions?

Exterior of the Frank Gehry-designed Experience Music Project in Seattle.

If you read my blog and the Weekly Beat, you know I’ve been out of town for the past week. We took an Alaska cruise to celebrate my mother’s upcoming 80th birthday. It’s always interesting and instructive for me to go to other cities that do things differently. I made a point to visit the Experience Music Project/Science Fiction Museum (EMP/SFM), the great museum designed by architect Frank Gehry and financed by Microsoft founder Paul Allen, who invested a reported $264-million in building the project. According to the EMP’s website:

Since EMP opened in 2000 and SFM in 2004, EMP|SFM has welcomed more than 4.5-million visitors. From its museum planning stages in 1998 through 2009, EMP|SFM has been a key economic driver among Seattle nonprofit arts and culture organizations, with combined EMP|SFM institutional expenditures and EMP|SFM audience-member spending resulting in $651-million dollars of local economic impact. EMP|SFM is housed in a 140,000 square foot Frank O. Gehry-designed building. This spectacular, prominently visible structure has the presence of a monumental sculpture set amid the backdrop of the Seattle Center.

EMP is dedicated to the exploration of creativity and innovation in popular music. By blending interpretative, interactive exhibitions with cutting-edge technology, EMP captures and reflects the essence of rock ‘n’ roll, its roots in jazz, soul, gospel, country and the blues, as well as rock’s influence on hip-hop, punk and other recent genres. Visitors can view rare artifacts and memorabilia and experience the creative process by listening to musicians tell their own stories. The Science Fiction Museum and Hall of Fame (SFM) is the world’s first museum devoted to the thought-provoking ideas and experiences of science fiction. SFM’s exhibitions promote awareness and appreciation of science fiction literature and media while encouraging visitors to envision new futures for humanity. In the Science Fiction Hall of Fame, the museum pays homage to the most respected of science fiction practitioners—writers, artists, publishers and filmmakers.

The Seattle Music History Exhibit.


While I was there, there was an awesome traveling exhibit of costumes worn by The Supremes. The permanent collection has space devoted to the Seattle music scene (oh, we could definitely blow them away with the history of New Orleans and Louisiana music); a large exhibition devoted to Jimi Hendrix (a native son whom Paul Allen was into); a great collection of antique and innovations in guitars; interactive areas for telling stories, creating music and recording; a nice museum store; and of course, the very cool landmark Gehry building and an astounding centerpiece sculpture of instruments, mostly guitars. (By the way, I found it interesting that in Seattle every new construction must include at least 1% of the total project cost as public art).

It seems to me that we are really, really missing the boat by not having a New Orleans museum dedicated to music. Not just jazz, or Mardi Gras Indians, or R&B. We need an all-encompassing testament to the greatness of our music and how it’s influenced the world. Seattle? Please!

All we need is money and a building big enough to do the subject justice. There are a ton of vacant properties on Canal Street, which could be an ideal place for such a project. Putting such a museum together is going to be a challenging and time-consuming project that likely won’t be complete for years. But it’s time to start the development process: planning the project, acquiring the site, getting a buy-in from the music community and the hospitality industry (particularly the hospitality industry, since they have the purse strings) and finding a sponsor or sponsors’ money for a state-of-the-art “New Orleans Music Experience.” This concept needs to be in the sights of our current mayor and his team. It’s the visionary thing to do.

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Hindsight Is 20-20

Hindsight is easy. Sometimes you look around and see what’s been done and built in your city since you’ve been alive (easy for me since I’m an old lady) and you say, “Wow, what a good idea; should’ve thought of that a long time ago,” or maybe “Why in the hell did they do that? What were they thinking? Duh!”

Claiborne Avenue is one of those “Duhs.”

Claiborne Avenue Pre-Interstate.

I vaguely remember the controversy surrounding the extension of Interstate-10 through New Orleans, which virtually destroyed Claiborne Avenue from Poydras Street though Elysian Fields and replaced it with an ugly interstate overpass. Also in the 60s there was another controversial proposition to extend I-10 through New Orleans along the riverfront, and it was tentatively called The Vieux Carre Riverfront Expressway, or I-310. Needless to say preservationists and residents of the Quarter wigged out, mounted a campaign to stop the idea, and the freeway idea was scrapped.

But the Claiborne extension was approved to pass through the Treme neighborhood. Claiborne Avenue at that time was the shopping boulevard for that neighborhood, which was primarily black, since Canal Street was the shopping district of choice for the white market.  If you’ve ever ridden down Simon Bolivar Street south of the Pontchartrain Expressway, and have seen the beautiful sprawling live oaks on the wide neutral ground, it would give you an idea of what Claiborne Avenue used to look like, except that the street was more commercial with many flourishing businesses that served the Treme neighborhood. Claiborne’s intersection with Orleans Avenue was, and is, a primary meeting space for Mardi Gras Indians.

Now, the time has come when people are talking about tearing down the unsightly overpass and making it a real boulevard again. It’s sad this was done in the first place. Yes, it will prove inconvenient for people coming in from the east; they’ll have to reroute around the city on what’s now I-610. If this is approved, I’m sure it won’t be in my lifetime; it will take many, many years to reroute traffic and to rebuild Claiborne Avenue. But we have to start somewhere.

A similar overpass entrance was demolished on Coliseum Street in the Lower Garden District and the change that made in the neighborhood was nothing short of astonishing. It’s time we consider bringing Claiborne back too, to its former glory and to the center of Treme.

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Recrafting A Compromise

I went to last week’s VCPORA meeting (see Alex Rawls’ blog), where there was quite a bit of give-and-take from residents of the Quarter and musicians. Since that meeting, Councilwoman Kristin Palmer and Scott Hutcheson of the Mayor’s Office have put together a working group to come up with an amended ordinance that will take into account the city’s musicians, businesses and residents.  The first meeting of that group is this evening.

One thing that stuck in my mind was that the residents at the meeting last week did not seem to comprehend that musicians make a living by playing on the street. I perceived a sort of elitist attitude from some of the residents at the meeting. To hear someone protest that the musicians are driving business away from the Quarter is patently absurd. A person who owns property on Frenchmen Street was the first person to speak at the event and said that two of her long-time tenants who live on Frenchmen near Chartres were leaving because of the noise of the brass band that occasionally plays on that corner. I don’t believe the band plays there every single evening, so this was sort of a lame excuse. And it also harks back to the fact that Frenchmen Street is a commercial entertainment area. If living almost inside an entertainment area bothers you, then you need to be living elsewhere.

I’m hoping that the group tonight doesn’t take the recrafting of the noise ordinance lightly, and that all opinions and needs are considered. Let’s hope that there are not only residents on this task force; some musicians and local businesses need to be represented as well. Whatever happens, the noise ordinance also can’t be modeled off what other cities do, because these other cities don’t have the vibrant nightlife and street culture that New Orleans has, so using another city’s decibel level standards won’t cut it.

A huge problem that needs addressing has to be involved with city zoning standards. We need more entertainment districts. We need more places where brass bands can play at night and during the day. Brass band music is integral to New Orleans street life and the city’s culture.

Lots of foot traffic at Woldenberg Park? NOT.

One person suggested that all the brass bands have a zone on the riverfront (presumably Woldenberg Park) where they could play. This lady meant well, but still doesn’t understand that the main reason that brass bands play where there’s foot traffic is that they make money. No foot traffic, no tips.

Another important issue is Bourbon Street noise. What, it’s okay that the bars on Bourbon (and the T-shirt shops throughout the Quarter) can blare amplified music onto the streets, and live musicians can’t play? That’s just ridiculous.

One of the meeting attendees was sure that it was a great opportunity for some club owner to give the brass bands a place to play on Bourbon Street. Yeah, right. Obviously this person doesn’t understand that it’s much cheaper and easier not to have live music than to play crappy, unbearably loud recorded music.

This is an extremely complex issue which is going to take a while to be resolved, and not everyone is going to be 100 percent happy. But at least it’s a start, hopefully, in the right direction.

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More Input on Musical “Noise”

In my “Mojo Mouth” column this month in the print version of OffBeat, I address the noise issue that’s been a part of the New Orleans music culture forever. I mentioned that we need to find a solution to street music vis a vis the residents and businesses in the area.

Here’s a letter we received via email concerning the noise. We thank Ms. McGaughey for her comments. This is too long to publish in OffBeat’s print version, so here it is in entirety for you to consider, with my comments

 

Dear Ms. Ramsey,

I was disappointed to read your editorial in this month’s OffBeat (“Getting Rid of the ‘Noise’?” 07/01/10) which I felt failed to present multiple sides of this very complex issue.  Here are some additional perspectives that are worthy of consideration.

This is a complex issue with multiple stakeholders:  local residents, local businesses, tourists, as well as the musicians themselves.  Attempts to oversimplify the issues into  “black vs. white” or “white vs. black” or “wealthy vs. poor” or “big government vs. personal freedoms” or anyone being “anti artists” or “anti musicians” are inflammatory and small-minded.

Both things are true:   Our music culture as a whole is an important and precious resource.  At the same time, as a community, we must protect the quality of life and the rights of the residents and business owners who work hard, obey the rules, and generate the monies that pay for the city infrastructure.  Musicians and artists are also business owners—they are entrepreneurs. They play music for a living and have the courage to live a creative life—one with no set salary. They do pay taxes and are the one of the primary charms of the city that attract visitors to the businesses in the Quarter and the Marigny.  So shouldn’t their right to play be considered as well? Why does one business feel as though its right to make money supercedes another’s? Just because a musician doesn’t have a storefront doesn’t mean they should be prevented from making a living.

Residents and businesses have some very legitimate reasons for complaining about noise violations – not only at the corner of Bourbon & Canal, but elsewhere throughout the French Quarter and in the Marigny.   The NOPD did not randomly decide to begin enforcing the noise ordinances on the books.  A large number of complaints have come in, and the new chief of police is right to look at the reason for this as well as at all areas of enforcement that have been neglected and overlooked in years past.  How many complaints? Have there been many more than usual that would prompt the NOPD to bust a band playing in a commercial location on Canal Street—where no one even lives? Or was it a very visible power play on the part of the NOPD to impress the new chief? We don’t know that.

This is not about an agenda to “kill the music” in New Orleans.   I don’t believe anyone here hates music or musicians.  I am a resident of the Marigny Triangle neighborhood, and work on Royal Street in the French Quarter.   Part of why I live in New Orleans is the proximity to all kinds of venues in which to hear live music.  Yet in both areas of the city I observe that there are chronic problems with musicians performing outside of our homes and businesses.

It may very well be that we need to re-examine and clarify the noise ordinances to be more specific.   There can’t be a one-size-fits-all ordinance that will satisfy constituents in the commercial entertainment corridors of Bourbon & Frenchmen Street at are also appropriate for more residential “fringe” areas.  Agreed—but it depends on what you mean by fringe. Perhaps we should get rid of some of the stores on Royal Street who only cater to wealthy  tourists. That way the Quarter can become more residential in nature.

I don’t believe anyone is interested in stifling the development of our young talent, nor does an ordinance prohibiting street music after 8pm do this.   But kids shouldn’t grow up learning that the world owes them a living outside the law, or at other people’s expense, either. Street music in the French Quarter and in the Marigny, or Bywater or Uptown, for that matter, should be allowed in the evenings in areas where there’s ample foot traffic to generate revenue for musicians who play. Without people, musicians wouldn’t think of playing.  Back to Mojo Mouth’s point: if you want the quiet of the suburbs, one shouldn’t live in the Marigny on Frenchmen Street or in the French Quarter.

Residents and business owners need to provide for their customers’ needs, take care of themselves, and get a decent night’s sleep in order to function here.  There are many places for both tourists and residents to go out and hear music, and when you’ve had enough, you can retreat to your home or hotel room and rest and refresh yourself before going out again.  There are far and away more musicians that need to make a living by playing on the street than there are venues in which they can play. Moreover, it’s a lot more profitable for a musician to play on the street for tips. FYI, there are people in New Orleans who have made a living playing on the street for many years. Do you know how much most musicians make in clubs?

The French Quarter has changed dramatically from the resident-dense neighborhood it was two decades ago.  The number of permanent residents has dropped dramatically and subsequently the neighborhood has lost some of its unique qualities (compared to the days when there were families with children, and many artists in residence along its streets). Do you mean to say that you believe that live music has driven residents out of the Quarter?  Nothing could be further from the truth! People have moved out of the Quarter because they cannot afford to live there; for-sale and rental prices in the French Quarter have risen so high that the only people who can afford to buy there are people in a high income bracket, many of whom do not live there permanently. The lack of liveability has nothing to do with street noise. It has to do with price. If residences are made further unlivable due to street noise (or other conditions), we would ultimately have no owner-occupied properties, only rental properties with owners living elsewhere, or weekend condo tenants – this would not be good for the city. If French Quarter hotels have unhappy customers because of a brass band blaring under patrons’ windows until late at night, and the customers post a less-than-satisfactory review online, that is not good for business, which is not good for the city. Unless you can prove that people staying in hotels would rather not hear local musicians play on the streets, I don’t buy this.

No one wants the French Quarter to be Disneyland, where we are all just carefully orchestrated, costumed bit players who then take buses to our suburban homes after our shifts.  But we can’t live in Anarchyland, either.  A delicate balance must be maintained.  To do this, we need respect and effort by all constituents to be reasonable, employ common sense, and follow the golden rule.  And we have laws on the books to provide some structure to obtaining this balance, if necessary.  Agreed, see Mojo Mouth.

New Orleans has a long history of businesses and residences sharing the same roof.  Of second line parades.  Of spontaneous musical celebrations.  Of all types of people from all walks of life living together in our “checkerboard’ neighborhoods of great diversity.   Of great clubs hosting world-class musicians, many of whom are home-grown.   This is all very different from having a brass band “practicing” in an apartment upstairs from you, or not being able to hold a conversation in your front room or have a meal on your back porch because of someone violating your space with their volume, or your employees in a shop on Royal street having to listen to an off-key rendition of “Stand by Me” repeated 100 times a day, or …    there are many examples.    I am not suggesting we “kill” music in the streets.   I am saying that it is reasonable to set some limits – and the current noise ordinance is not excessive or unreasonable. Agreed that rules need to be put in place. But–once again, the people who live in Manhattan put up with some measures of inconvenience because they choose to live there. It’s the same thing in New Orleans’ neighborhoods, most especially the Quarter and the Marigny. And may I point out that there is a lot more foot traffic generated by musicians playing “Stand By Me” than if they weren’t there. What about the calliope? Do you want to stop that too?

It is not okay for residents and business owners to be held hostage by street musicians – no matter how talented – who “work” to make extra money off the tourists, while making our homes unlivable and our businesses unviable with the volume and duration of their performances. Held hostage is pretty strong language. Musicians play on the streets to make a living, and tourists are people who want to hear them play. Musicians are contributors to bringing business to retail shops in the Quarter. You “work” in a Royal Street shop. Is your “work” in a retail shop any less important to your income than a street musician who works at playing music? Playing music IS WORK for musicians! This is how they pay their rent, buy groceries, eat at restaurants, pay sales tax, send their kids to school, buy clothing, etc.

Just because something is “tradition” doesn’t make it right. Yes, it does.

I recognize that in some cases, the street musicians add to the unique ambience of the Quarter, and are part of the rich pageant of living here.  It can also be an invasion, and an assault on the senses.  Sometimes you can have too much of a good thing.

Even while we respect and appreciate someone’s musical talent and drive to succeed, that doesn’t give them license to break laws or inconvenience the very neighbors who would be happy to go to a club and pay money to support them and tip the band and drink at the well of the legitimate business hosting them.  By refusing to respect their neighbors’ needs (not to mention the law), they are alienating the very people who could be their biggest supporters, and acting in a spirit counter to what the music is all about. Despite what you believe, many musicians cannot play in local clubs as they cannot make enough money from doing so. They make more money playing on the street, so this argument doesn’t hold water.

The street musicians need to remember that, were it not for the unique buildings, shops and businesses in the French Quarter, and the legitimate music venues in clubs all around the city, there would be no tourists on the sidewalks to be audiences for their music.  Instead of recognizing that they are enjoying an unauthorized opportunity, and staying respectful of residents’ needs, it seems that some of the performers now take a mile if given an inch. There are musicians and groups who are respectful of others, and there are those that are not. There are businesses who see local music as a positive, rather than a negative.

For too long, many illegal and unlicensed businesses have been allowed, through lack of enforcement, to exist in New Orleans.  (I’m including coffee shops and restaurants, illegal Bed & Breakfasts who compete with legal, permit holding, tax-paying businesses for their livelihood, and there are many examples.)  We have zoning laws, we have rules and guidelines that help protect historic properties and districts for the individual and greater good.   Noise ordinances are important for the same reasons.

We need the NOPD to enforce many of the ordinances that have long been on the books – not just the noise ordinances, but all illegal business activity.  I support the NOPD in this enforcement.

Residents who live and work in New Orleans are the front line spokespeople who promote their favorite aspects of the city, tell people where to dine and what music to hear.  Musicians seeking to make a name for themselves would be smart to reach out to their local audiences first and foremost, not make enemies; they will build a following quicker based on locals’ endorsements than anything else. There are many, many people who live in the Quarter who realize that music there is an integral part of the city and its culture, and they accept the musical “noise” as part of living in a vibrant cultural urban setting.  There are many who fight tooth and nail to keep music away from commercial streets such as North Rampart Street. North Rampart is not a residential neighborhood. It is a commercial thoroughfare. So is Decatur Street. So is Canal Street. So is Bourbon Street. And Royal Street. If you live in commercial area, you have to expect noise.

There is a great opportunity here for a club owner on Bourbon Street to create a venue that is a true “gateway to New Orleans” and showcase established and up-and-coming brass bands in the French Quarter, in a venue that can contain the sound appropriately so that we can maintain a harmonious co-existence with residences along the surrounding streets. OK, I think I believe this, but remember that this club would have to pay musicians to play as much as they can make on the street, and they would have to be treated as better than second-class citizens. Don’t you believe that Bourbon Street clubs (not all are guilty of this by any means) would rather blast high-decibel recorded music into the street (cheap) to grasp the attention of some would-be drunk from Podunk? Bourbon Street clubs are there for one reason only: to sell as much liquor as possible as fast as possible, not to give musicians the opportunity to make a living or to showcase our culture.

Here are some of the challenges we – as a community – face in examining the noise ordinance issue:

Challenge:  Locations. Not every street corner is an appropriate venue for every type of musical group.  How do we make tailored rules for areas that are more commercial, or more residential?

Challenge:  Hours of Operation. An across-the-board curfew of a certain time is not necessarily appropriate for every part of the city.   How do we tailor hours of operation to achieve a healthy balance?

Challenge:   Volume. A guitar player / singer creates a different decibel level than a brass band.   How do we account for volume level?    Is it ever appropriate or necessary to use an amplifier in the French Quarter?

Challenge:  Duration of Performance. How do we protect businesses (and their staff) whose commerce depends on shoppers navigating clear sidewalks to enter open doors?   And what about staff who are often subjected to the same “crowd-pleasing” songs over and over again for the course of several hours. How often does this happen? Is this really a legitimate complaint?

Challenge:  Panhandling & Harassment. Some street performers are simply panhandling and looking for handouts.  Some exploit their young children for tips.   Some harass passers-by on the basis of racial threats.   Do these issues need to be covered under separate ordinances other than noise? You are not referring to musicians, you are referring to bums and panhandlers. They are not the same as musicians trying to play music on the street and shouldn’t be lumped in with them.

Also, the NONPAC meeting is held every Thursday, which makes this month’s meeting Thursday, July 8th 2010 at the Maison Dupuy hotel. (I’d encourage anyone in NOLA interested in this issue to attend).

Thank you for your time and attention.

Jill McGaughey, Marigny resident

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Squeezing Some Good Out of BP

Apparently the city of New Orleans is reaping benefits from the BP oil spill by using money from BP to advertise to tourists. According to “a recent study,” in the wake of the oil disaster, 26 percent of travelers planning to visit the city have canceled their trips, even though New Orleans is about 100 miles inland from the Gulf Coast. So the New Orleans Convention & Visitors Bureau launched an ad campaign to make sure people still come to visit. But it’s gotten off to a rocky start. The first ad took a swipe at BP with its headline “This isn’t the first time New Orleans has survived the British.” But the New Orleans CVB decided to not run the print ad because they thought (after the fact) that it “might be misinterpreted by many people as anti-British.” The city’s second-largest international market is Britain, after Canada. Ouch! I wonder if the CVB and the ad agency even talked to each other before this hit the street. Actually I thought the campaign was kind of funny in a snarky sort of way. If British tourists were offended enough to stay away from New Orleans because of the supposed “dig” at the British (like BP doesn’t deserve it anyway), then maybe they don’t need to visit New Orleans anyway, where our sense of humor is pretty skewed and we don’t take ourselves that seriously. The campaign probably should have run. Personally, I don’t think it would affect the Brits traveling to New Orleans. If someone can provide statistics on British groups cancelling trips to New Orleans because of this little ad campaign, I’d sure like to know about it. Most of the hoteliers and restaurants I’ve spoken to aren’t seeing a massive drop-off in business from the BP spill, but I sure agree that we should use BP’s dough to the max while they’ve still got the money to try to make amends. The people who will suffer the most from this, tourism-wise, are the people on the Gulf Coast of Alabama and Florida. No amount of advertising is going to help get Brits or anyone else to an oil-soaked beach.

Our new mayor ran on a campaign of culture, but we’ve yet to see any of that culture in any of the city’s advertising materials. My humble suggestion: instead of leaving an ad campaign solely up to an advertising agency, perhaps the ad agency should involve some of the city’s residents who are actually involved in the culture as consultants when they devise an ad campaign. Maybe if the tourism marketers had been involved with the “anti-British” campaign, the big brouhaha over the supposed diss wouldn’t have happened.

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Quit Complaining and Do Something!

Last Sunday afternoon, I sat in a discussion on WWOZ regarding what we need to do regarding the problem  we’re currently having with the NOPD cracking down on local street musicians playing in the Quarter. There’s supposed to be another round this coming Friday morning between 8 a.m. and 9 a.m. If you read OffBeat, then I know I’m preaching to the choir, but I feel that all of us who are pro-music in New Orleans have the opportunity to do something positive.

It’s not enough to just complain about the issue on Facebook, or in the media. Concerned citizens need to get off their butts, put their hand to paper, or email to tell the governmental powers that be that something needs to be done to correct this situation.

I’m not suggesting that we need to ignore the needs of the people who live in the city. What I’m saying is that we as a city need to prioritize what we want our city to be culturally. This means we need a plan to determine what we have and what we want the city to be, in terms of music. We also want to preserve our quality of life. So there are some compromises that need to be made.

If you want to make a change in how and where we can listen to and enjoy music, then you should get involved and let someone who is in a position to make decisions know your thoughts.

Here are some people you need to write or email to let them know 1) how you feel about live music being performed on the streets of New Orleans, and—this is important—2) what you suggest can be done to make sure that a viable and enforceable ordinance is put on the books to protect not only our musicians and our culture, but the quality of life for residents of New Orleans:

 

New Orleans Convention & Vicitors Bureau, (504) 566-5049

J. Stephen Perry (President/CEO), sperry@neworleanscvb.com

Kim Priez (Vice President of Tourism), kpriez@neworleanscvb.com

City of New Orleans Mayor’s Office

Mitchell J. Landrieu, Mayor

(504) 658-4000

Send information to the Mayor’s Office

Scott Hutcheson, Advisor on Cultural Economy

(504) 658-4000

City of New Orleans Council Members

At Large:

Arnie Fielkow
City Hall, Room 2W40
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1060
Fax: (504) 658-1068
afielkow@cityofno.com

Jacquelyn Brechtel Clarkson
City Hall, Room 2W50
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1070
Fax: (504) 658-1077
jbclarkson@cityofno.com

District A

Susan G. Guidry
City Hall, Room 2W80
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1010
Fax: (504) 658-1016
sgguidry@cityofno.com

District B

Stacy Head
City Hall, Room 2W10
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658 -1020
Fax: (504) 658-1025
shead@cityofno.com

District C

Kristin Gisleson Palmer
City Hall, Room 2W70
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1030
Fax: (504) 658-1037
kgpalmer@cityofno.com

District D

Cynthia Hedge-Morrell
City Hall, Room 2W20
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, Louisiana 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1040
Fax: (504) 658-1048
chmorrell@cityofno.com

District E

Jon D. Johnson
City Hall, Room 2W60
1300 Perdido Street
New Orleans, LA 70112

Phone: (504) 658-1050
Fax: (504) 658-1058
jdjohnson@cityofno.com

New Orleans Police Department

Ronal W. Serpas, Superintendent of Police

New Orleans Police Department

715 S. Broad St.

New Orleans, LA 70119

Phone: (504) 658.5757

FAX: (504) 658.5775

E-mail: Nopdchief@cityofno.com

Vieux Carre Property Owners & Residents Association (VCPORA)

Executive Director, Meg Lousteau

President, Ann Masson

Phone: 504-581-7200
Fax: 504-581-7201

info@vcpora.org

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Well, They’re At It Again

After all these years, and all the protestations about how New Orleans is a “city of music,” the “birthplace of jazz.” It’s happening all over again. Our new NOPD chief, the new District C (French Quarter) councilperson, Kristin Gisleson Palmer, and the Quarterite Music Abolition Team is at it again.

It’s a never-ending battle between musicians and certain residents in the French Quarter. Today our new chief of police, Ronal Serpas—who’s spent the last few years in Nashville—is cracking down on live music in New Orleans. Last I heard they were trying to close down alcohol sales in bars at midnight in Nashville, and allow guns in bars because, as the sponsor of the bill said “Nothing good happens after midnight.” Maybe in Nashville!

According to Serpas and 8th District Commander Major Edwin Hosli, the NOPD has received “numerous complaints from the residents of the Quarter” via NOMPAC concerning street musicians. Kevin Allman of Gambit has kept up with the news with several posts on this, and I’m upset and ashamed to tell you that it’s the same-old, same-old.

Apparently the To Be Continued Brass Band was being videoed last night on the corner of Canal and Bourbon Street, when the NOPD stopped the activity because of the “noise ordinance” which says that it is unlawful for anyone to perform any street entertainment on the street or sidewalk of Bourbon Street from the uptown side of Canal Street to the downtown side of St. Ann Street between the hours of 8 p.m. and 4 a.m.  Can someone please tell me why it’s not OK to have street musicians playing during these hours on Bourbon Street, for pity’s sake? It’s not like there’s not a huge amount of noise—and I don’t mean music—on Bourbon Street during these hours. If you choose to live on or near Bourbon Street, and don’t expect to hear some music or noise, then you really should move to the suburbs. Please.

Oh yeah, it’s also illegal for persons to play musical instruments on public rights-of-way between the hours of 8 p.m. and  9 a.m. anywhere in the city.

What kind of idiocy are the people who complain about street music going to pull next? Why haven’t they cracked down on the non-live “music” on Bourbon Street?

This is an ordinance that is patently unfair to local musicians. It’s unfair to the people who come to New Orleans who expect to experience real music here. It’s destructive to our musical culture and the role the French Quarter plays in our musical heritage. We always brag that music “bubbles up from the streets” when it’s convenient, but in reality…? When the music is on the street, the vocal and well-heeled minority in the Quarter hold sway with the police and politicians–especially when the police chief and councilwoman-in-charge are newbies.

The next NOMPAC a community meeting will be held on July 8, 2010 at 6 p.m. at the Maison Dupuy Hotel, 1001 Toulouse Street. If you’re a musician or a New Orleans music lover, and you’re not at this meeting to protest this, then shame on you. If you don’t make a real big noise and correct this injustice, you get what you deserve. We need a new ordinance on the books, something that the entire community participates in formulating. You wanna be more like Nashville? Ban street music, and that’s what you’ll get. New Orleans as the new Nashville–what a thought!

How about let’s ban open bar doors, strippers, college kids and foot traffic on Bourbon Street too? That might calm the residents down. That way it would be as quiet as a Metairie suburb. Why pick on musicians?

While we’re at it, let’s ban any music that’s not live New Orleans music on Bourbon Street. Now there’s an ordinance I could go for! Discuss amongst yourselves…

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