Yes, The Hazard County Girls are based out of the post-Apocalypse, and yes, their music is heavier than the pours at The Brother's Three. Heavy, like looking at three feet of doom rising in your front yard while lolling out on Vics and listening to "Sabbath Bloody Sabbath." But when NOLAFugees correspondent Marcus Gilmer met up with them before their May 12 CD release at One Eyed Jack's, he discovered they aren't nearly as serious as their jams.
Ever wonder who the guys are redoing your floors, replacing your sills, and installing the bay windows your new insurance check bought? Ever wonder where they're from or how they live? Back in January this guy showed up at Handsome Willy's. He had a couple of wildmen with him, all looking like refugees from Altamont. In the dead of Winter they moved into the abandoned firehouse next door. Read his story in his own words.
Apparently they were right back in college: men are bastards. Monica Mankin offers some insight into sex and the single girl in the ruins.
Local Jazz Fest Purists Uneasy Bitching About Dave Matthews
What would you say? Bayou St. John residents grin and bear it
Landrieu Adjusts City’s Margin for Error to
+/- 2.4% Lieutenant Governor Mitch Landrieu has altered his stump speech to reflect a more optimistic view of New Orleans’ future.
U2 Guitarist Goes Wild at Fairgrounds As of Monday morning, all that remained of the Edge’s adventures was black knit cap lying beside a message scrawled, apparently with urine, in the dirt track, “Peace out, niggas,” it read, “Headed back to D-Town. Much Love, Edge Dawg.”
Saints Draft USC’s Bush to Bolster Offense, Save CityThey are back, those stinging bastards crawling all over your courtyard, Hemileuca maia, and they demand to be heard.
NOLAFugees Society Columnist Cookie recounts the results of the 2006 New Orleans Mayoral Stakes (G3), weeps for the future,
and wonders what the fuck he was thinking backing Forman.
THE BOOTH
DISTRACTIONS
Wild GinSang Music There are two sides to West Virginia. One involves banging oxycontin and drunk driving your truck to the swap meet. The other is all about the sun breaking mist above the New River gorge, mountain laurels, and a return to innocence. A couple of weeks ago, Dave Parker said his pa, Dave Senior was bringin' his ol'lady Connie down to the Big Easy. He said she had a voice like a songbird carrying over the holler, and could they do a gig at Handsome Willy's? You don't know nothin' 'bout old-timey music until you've heard Connie Townsend.
Flowering Jasmine: A Photo Essay Bill Lavender, on public art and protest, political opportunism and his NIMBY neighbors, and the erection of a quasi-public utility in the Bayou St. John.
A Lack of Something: On Taking the Crescent City Classic Off The runner's life is a lonely one. Local marathon artiste Marcus Gilmer attends the first CCC post-K as an observer, rather than a runner, and reflects on the importance of being earnest.
God Ain't My Co-pilot: A review of United 93 Film Critic Feelicia Brown reviews the latest post-911 cliffhanger.
Servility with a Smile: Is this a Coffee Shop? Brent Badeaux, on not being a barista in the new order.
EVENTS
CORRESPONDENCE
The New Morality
In the wake of the storm there's a new morality.
Yes, The Hazard County Girls are based out of the post-Apocalypse, and yes, their music is heavier than the pours at The Brother's Three. Heavy, like looking at three feet of doom rising in your front yard while lolling out on Vics and listening to "Sabbath Bloody Sabbath." But when NOLAFugees correspondent Marcus Gilmer met up with them before their May 12 CD release at One Eyed Jack's, he discovered they aren't nearly as serious as their jams.
Ever wonder who the guys are redoing your floors, replacing your sills, and installing the bay windows your new insurance check bought? Ever wonder where they're from or how they live? Back in January this guy showed up at Handsome Willy's. He had a couple of wildmen with him, all looking like refugees from Altamont. In the dead of Winter they moved into the abandoned firehouse next door. Read his story in his own words.
NOLAFugees correspondent TaraJill Ciccarone reports on the state of love-making in the post-Katrina era. What exactly is it that contractors want?
Apparently they were right back in college: men are bastards. Monica Mankin offers some insight into sex and the single girl in the ruins.
NOLAFugees Society Columnist Cookie recounts the results of the 2006 New Orleans Mayoral Stakes (G3), weeps for the future,
