...That is all I can tell you. Oh, from Vera Cruz 
6.06.2006
Vera Cruz Mexico 2006
Clockwise from top left: Mark Rubin and the Child of one of the Mahogany Brass Band fellas, JaJa and Ben, Hotel View, and ummm a cool shot of a drum and some sneaks.
New Orleans Jazz Festival 2006
Ohmigod! It was totally Rogan Schenk's first Jazz Fest ever. I think he had a really supergood time. I know we did. Panorama played the first set on the first day of Jazz Fest this year. The food was perfect, the music was amazing, and during every set, there was a tearjerking moment when we all were able to feel how good it is to be home. Fantastico.
6.05.2006
"I am very famous in my barrio" ~ Sean L. Clark - Vera Cruz Jazz Festival 2006
Yep. He said it. He wasn't kidding either. The Panorama Jazz band just returned home from a very exciting trip to Vera Cruz Mexico, where they played at the Segundo Annual Vera Cruz Festival de jazz (which I assume is pronounced "yazz"... like "yackie")
I did not attend the Vera Cruz gig but everyone agrees that it was super awesome. The guys were asked for autographs, taught a clinic, hung out with the Mahogany Brass Band, bought guyaveras, ate well, slept little, and totally rocked the casa. Sean had a million cool stories from hanging with the mahogany guys.
My better half even scoped out the potential of building a life as American X-pats in Mexico. It is always good to have a back up plan. We’ve got some numbers now and feel ready for the next revolution or hurricane (which ever comes first). Can we bring our dogs to Mexico?
I hope that Ama, Rogan, and I are able to attend the next Vera Cruz festival with the band. Even better, maybe we can sneak into Cuba afterwards.
It has been a little while since I have posted anything so, I will continue to add a slew of pictures that include events like both N.O. and V.C. jazz fests and the Algiers River Fest. Enjoy.
4.24.2006
Springtime in New Orleans
Sid and Kaysey
Chris at the Wynton Marsalis second line
More second line
JASMINE!!!!!!
The excitement of the Mardi Gras season has been absent since Ash Wednesday. The weeks that produce French Quarter Fest and Jazz Fest produce a far less dramatic and probably healthier brand of happiness.
Sean and I went to FQ Fest this weekend. We ran into friendly faces everywhere we went. Our mellow climax of the festival occurred on Sunday where we collided with a very hung over Chris and Rose at the Wynton Marsallis second line to Congo Square. Needless to say, it was fabulous. Even better, after the second line, we sat in Jackson Square with some crawfish sausage po-boys and mango freezes. Even better than that? We went home with some new CDs: The Hot 8 Brass Band, Jelly Roll Morton, George Ben, and Trombone Shorty.
Awesome.
Indeed, spring has arrived in New Orleans, and I could not be happier. For every discouraging humid thought I have in the summer that questions my devotion to this city, my heart quickly produces memories of New Orleans springtime.
During this time of year an army of sweet smells attacks our olfactory systems: confederate jasmine, sweet olive, night blooming jasmine and roses. Crepe Myrtle trees become heavy and droop after a rain and the café’s fill up with neighborhood regulars chatting with hopeful smiles.
4.04.2006
Stuff is happening yall!
Sean has been a weatherboard replacing fool. He's been on the roof for about a week replacing the front of the camelback.
The door
I am not kidding, If I see Sean standing in the shop staring at this door one more time, I will scream! He is very proud, and he should be, it is gorgeous.
This door had about 120 years of paint on it. Since it was broken during the storm, i thought it would be a good time to strip it. Unfortuantely, I learned that it was not the best time to strip the door, after I began the process.
Since we October, we have had a half stripped door with a piece of plywood where the glass pannel should go.
My boss came over and told me her boyfriend had a dip tank, so we were finally able to finish the door. Since Sean began
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