One hour and 45 minutes of pure d horn activated foot stomping music. I am afraid that C.J. will have bruises on her from my constantly keeping the beat on her body from these "old guys" reviving it up at Beau Rivage last night.
At the end of it all, as everyone was standing clapping for the encore that came and blasted out for another 10 minutes, I was miraculously transported back to the Union Hall on Tchoupitoulas just down from Napoleon Ave.......the only things I was missing was a long neck....my penny loafers and madras shirt. Thanks to Dennis Giurintano for the Union Hall hook up.
What could top last night musically for me? How about a second group following Chicago....lets say.........Tower of Power. Horns, horns, and more horns. Oh sure, JB is great, so is Van M., but for pure d dance your ass off music.....give me Chicago and T of P. You gotta Love It. Thanks for the tickets my love!
Let a little music flow into your life.
Peace Out.
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