The Band Played Up And Down

“The band played up and down valleys still in those days unknown except to a few real-estate visionaries, little crossroads places where one day houses’d sprawl and the rates of human affliction in all categories zoom.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Vineland

Tuba Christmas, Dallas, Texas

Tuba Christmas, Dallas, Texas

A Bit Of Shine To Them

“A lot of folks, they got a little bit of shine to them. They don’t even know it. But they always seem to show up with flowers when their wives are feelin blue with the monthlies, they do good on school tests they don’t even study for, they got a good idea how people are feelin as soon as they walk into a room.”
― Stephen King, The Shining

Silver Sousaphones, Tuba Christmas, Thanksgiving Square, Dallas, Texas

Silver Sousaphones, Tuba Christmas, Thanksgiving Square, Dallas, Texas

Don’t Shoot Me I’m Only the Piano Player

“The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected. The commonplace person begins to play, and shoots into the empyrean without effort, whilst we look up, marvelling how he has escaped us, and thinking how we could worship him and love him, would he but translate his visions into human words, and his experiences into human actions. Perhaps he cannot; certainly he does not, or does so very seldom.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

Gold Magnolias Freret Market New Orleans

Gold Magnolias
Freret Market
New Orleans

Something Like Happiness

“I would like to bring to people something like happiness. I would like to discover a method so that if I want it to rain, it will start right away to rain. If one of my friends is ill, I’d like to play a certain song and he will be cured; when he’d be broke, I’d bring out a different song and immediately he’d receive all the money he needed.”
― John Coltrane

The Gold Magnolias New Orleans, Louisiana

The Gold Magnolias
New Orleans, Louisiana

Saxophone player with The Gold Magnolias at a concert at the Freret Market – New Orleans

Tourists From the Future

“If time travel is possible, where are the tourists from the future?”
― Stephen Hawking, A Brief History of Time

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey New Orleans, Louisiana

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey
New Orleans, Louisiana

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey New Orleans, Louisiana

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey
New Orleans, Louisiana

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey New Orleans, Louisiana

The Time Traveler of Paranormal Percussion, with Clyde Casey
New Orleans, Louisiana

Clyde Casey: A New Orleans mobile percussionist

A Roving Percussionist On The Big Easy’s Busy Streets

“Party lights hang over the street, yellow and red and green. Sadie stumbles over someone’s chair, but I’m ready for this and I catch her easily by the arm.

“Sorry, clumsy,” she says.

“You always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.”

Before she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that’s too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man …

She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her – I always did. “Who are you, George?”

“Someone you knew in another life, honey.”
― Stephen King, 11/22/63