Just when the little ticker at the bottom of the blog starts going up.... I'm taking a break. You see, I'm departing for an alcohol fueled week in New Orleans. And alas, I cannot bring you with me. Please don't be sore. Please? But, fret not, I shall return by the end of the week. So until then, feel free to explore past posts as well as this, my fitting send off:
Buckwheat Zydeco pretty much is zydeco music. For fuck's sake, it's his last name! Okay, that's just a stage name, but still he has taken the regional Creole music of Louisiana and accomplished a fair amount of mainstream success. If I'm aware of him, he must have. Because I do not know much about Zydeco at all. But what I do know is that his music is lively and charming. And this album is filled to the brim with accordions and washboards. And, for some reason this makes me happy. If I see Buckwheat in NOLA I'll be sure to tell him you say bonjour.
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