Damn, I love New Orleans. And, I am so sorry that I haven't been back since Katrina. J'excuse. That won't happen again, I promise, as I'm already plotting my next visit.
But, there is that surrealistic moment when you and your friends stumble into a bar and your mouth just drops. That happened last weekend at d.b.a.
And, it's a band that has blues royalty in its blood...as Cedric is the grandson of R.L. Burnside and Malcolm played with the master.
Damn...and they had me at hello.
And, yes...click ALL the links. It's Friday.:)