I thought the music was coming from the open window.
As I left the Red Eye Cafe around ten in the morning, I was thinking about the New Orleans Sludge I’d just drunk, the upcoming kindergarten year for my son, the work I had to get done, laundry, bills to pay. Lots of jumbly stuff.
And then I heard it – Flute, guitar, some brass, and a tambourine pandeiro. It was beautiful, and I wanted more. I looked down the alley next to the Red Eye Cafe, and saw an open window. I figured someone was playing a record or CD or something of that sort. I stopped to listen, and some men commented on my taking a photo of an alley. I offered, “It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” (Code for, I’m not crazy. Much.) Yes, they nodded. But keep walking. You’ll see why. So I did.
I rounded the corner on the way to my car which was parked in front of Trumpets Jazz Club, and there they were. Not shiny and flat on a CD, but live! I guess I must have looked pretty goofy just standing there, half-waving. Once they’d finished, the musicians, members of a group called Choro Down Neck, waved me over. Read all about them over here on Baristanet. I love found art!
The beautiful notes.
that is soo awesome.
It kept a smile on my face all day. And honestly, I’ve listened to the clip about 20 times now. Love it!