The Drive from Little Rock to New Orleans

We had a pretty uneventful drive from Little Rock, but the last bit on the way into New Orleans was extraordinary. The miles long elevated highway over the bayou was really amazing. Checked into our hotel in the French Quarter and walked over to the Dutch Alley Restaurant to do some busking out front. We set up right after a brass band finished their set - we went right into Ian Krouse's "Folias" and I think it might have been our best performance of it yet. It was about 95 degrees with 100% humidity, but I just keep thinking about our teacher Jim Smith and his time living in New Orleans. His spirit definitely lives on in this city.

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Stopped for lunch at The Dock in Lake Providence, Louisiana. Great catfish and clam strips!

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Albert's catfish plate with biscuit and twice-baked potato.

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Getting close...

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New Orleans (from Adam's "Symmetries" series.)

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It doesn't look like much, but this is where we set up to play outside the Dutch Alley. The acoustics were surprisingly good, and the audience was kept comfortable with the chairs that were put out. The restaurant paid us with a constant stream of their homemade sangria. There was a Columbian cellist in the audience who liked us so much, she went into the restaurant and insisted to her friend, the owner, that we be brought inside to play. We went up to the magnificent 2nd floor bar and played more Bach, some Brian Head, and "Folias" one more time. The people there seemed to be really into it and gave enthusiastic applause after each number - many people came up to buy CDs after and were routinely tipping us at 300% of the cost of the CD. After most of the customers left, we were treated to a mind-blowing feast of tapas, paella, and enough sangria to down an adult ox.


Here's a little video of a local band that was playing.

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Jack and Adam went exploring the French Quarter with Troydel, a street dancer that was getting down to that brass band.

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Adam hanging out with Troydel. Some street thugs were messing with Adam and Jack, but Troydel came to their defense by spitting on the ground making an impassable line between them and the street dudes. I think it might be some kind of a local magic.