The New Orleans Jazz And Heritage Festival 2007: First Weekend: A Photo Essay (In Brief)
Watermelon Man.
The Incomparable Sonny Landreth Live Show
Left: Dr. Lonnie Smith. Right: Lucky Peterson
This is the Seahorse Saloon. It is right across the street from the Jazz Festival Fairgrounds. Normally after the festival it caters to a wide range of tourists and hilariously inebriated riffraff like this:
Today (April 28) it does the exact same thing.
And then it adds Faux Rod Stewart to the gumbo for good measure:
EXCLUSIVE SPECIAL PAPARAZZI PHOTO: ALLEGED ROD STEWART AND GIRLFRIEND SIGHTING, SEAHORSE SALOON, NEW ORLEANS
I was told that while en route to the Seahorse Saloon following his jazzfest performance, Rod Stewart was chased down the street by a man who had donned a Rod Stewart wig and began screaming “Rod Stewart!?? I LOVE YOU!” After a bit of digging by our research department, however, I’m left believing that the above is in fact not Rod the Mod, but rather some opportunistic Irish dude who keeps showing up in bars in New Orleans telling everybody he’s Rod Stewart.
A building in the French Quarter gets a new coat of paint. Things look significantly better than they did one year ago. But they’ve still got a long way to go. Donate today.
Fairgrounds Parade.
Uptown. To be clear, these last few photos aren’t meant to signify the damage that occurred in 2005. They’re just neat buildings that are slightly Katrina-thrashed, and slightly naturally thrashed.
RENEW ORLEANS
MAKE LEVEES NOT WAR
RENEW ORLEANS
MAKE LEVEES NOT WAR
Nice. I love the french quarter architecture. It’s nice
to see some good stuff happening there after so much
disaster and turmoil.
Watermelon Man , Watermelon Man
Watermelon Man hates Triangle Man…
damn that opportunistic Irish dupper
A friend told me he once saw Paul Simon at the fest, trying hard to be inconspicuous, to which said friend responded by shouting at the top of his lungs, “HEY, IT’S PAUL SIMON!!!” at which “his eyes just kind of rolled back,” and then the onslaught began.
I figure this is perfectly just, as a way for the talented little troll to pay for all the pussy he presumably gets.
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