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I guess the name stands for the fact that the bus runs in Louisiana (LA), but they had probably better change the "swift" part, given the recent fatal bus accidents caused by drivers who were a little to swift...
Um, I still am unable to connect to wireless and post my better music, but problems have solutions, and it might just be one of the mysterious toggle switches on the body of the laptop that has been shut "off" by contact with a shifting of a jar of instant coffee as I maneuver my head around my backpack pillow...
We are going to New Orleans, to pick up cigarette butts off of the sidewalk, and will probably return after the weekend is over...unless, in the typical fashion of that city, there will be some magnanimous event coming (in a couple days..."Oh, you've gotta stay through the Lesbian Rally, I made 500 bucks last year...") type of thing.
That city conspires to keep you there like those machines that you drop quarters into and your quarters get pushed into other quarters by a sliding piston-like device, and the whole pile moves and pushes a few quarters over the edge to you, sometimes more than you put in, and so you put them back in (because they were free) and in the meantime, the 100 dollar bill, wrapped around a Snickers bar, inches closer to the precipace, and you drop more quarters in, because you are playing with "house money," but, after you have killed an evening, you leave...down the one quarter that you started with, if you're lucky -you walk away from the machine, which seems to be smiling and saying "Y'all come back real soon, ya hear?"
That is New Orleans. A hundred dollar bill wrapped around a Snickers bar.
That's about it.
Howard is thinking that I might make enough money there, so that we can take a bus to "the next place" "to get out of here" and eventually get to Austin, or San Antonio...
I'm just trying to think of where I can plug in my laptop and make excellent recordings...
New Orleans is hot, damp, dangerous, largely nonwhite, and not a good place for a nasally-singing, geeter-flailing, winey white guy. That being said, you've done better there than anywhere else, and do not seem to have enough "potential energy" to escape it, so I guess you'd better git on back there and make yerself comfortable.
ReplyDeleteIn fact if you want to be "recognized" (heh heh like, "I recognize that guy, he's in every downtown .... sounds the same ... smells the same too...") you could do worse than New Orleans too, because while you can't leave it, a hell of a lot of people from all over go there. You're more likely to run into someone who can help you record tracks too.
Two things: As mentioned, the quality of busking out here in CA seems to have gone up - along with income way down. And I didn't realize where you were on the skill scale.
Onward! To New Orleans, STD's and cigarette butts!
Im thankful for the article. Great.
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