Showing posts with label New Orleans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Orleans. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

What I Did This Summer

I've said this before in this space: If you're one of those whose perception of Green Day is stuck in 1994 then bummer for you, man.. You might as well stop reading this right now. For the rest of you: Back in April, Umlaut got a taste of what was ahead with Green Day when they did a series of local sneak shows. IMO Green Day have evolved into The Who of their generation and Umlaut, like, totally digs them... If this loses me even more of my overrated cred with Metalheads I really don't give a shit.. 'cause I'll always have more Metal cred than you... seriously. My resume is available upon request, dude. However, if it helps, I will try to work in as many references to Goatwhore into this piece as possible.

Back in 2004-05, Umlaut's Stalking Tour Manager Doug Tour took in a total of 6 shows in 3 countries and 4 cities and this tour has already eclipsed that mark. It's been another magical Music Geek adventure living the Lock 'N Loll Magic here in 2009.

The exciting sequel to Road Trip! New Orleans > Houston > San Jose > Sacramento... Here we go..


New Orleans Arena, New Orleans, LA
August 7, 2009


The Big Easy: It's been a couple of years since the last time Umlaut visited Skychick's hometown. Number of Texans who thought I was a chick during our layover in Houston = 1. We arrived a day and a half in advance of the show to hang out with friends. This was Umlaut's 3rd post-Katrina visit and it's shocking how much damage is still evident as the 4th Anniversary of that disaster approaches. It's still obvious how much Katrina changed N'awlins forever and there will always be an underlying sadness about the city, which I find very compelling and even attractive...because I tend to like the dark side of life. Dog bless NoLa and its inhabitants forever, man.

I'm sure you will agree that 97 degree heat with 90% humidity isn't fun weather even when you're doing the Lock 'N Loll thing. Earlier in the day we drove past the arena and I must give props to the 150-200 or so kidz who were waiting in line for the GA floor in that weather. Hardcore.. although I have to say the Panzerfaust I saw at the World War II Museum that afternoon was even more hardcore:


Prior to the show we had an awesome dinner and cold beers with friends at Acme Oyster House in The French Quarter; me love The Quarter long time... and Go Cups are such a civilized concept! Thanks to Tour Manager Doug (TMD) for arranging for us to bring our dear NoLa friends to the show.. and a shout out to Alida, Cindy, Rachel, Kelly, and Mark. We watched the show from Section 114, Row 2.. Nice...

Tonight was the Kaiser Chiefs final night on the tour and Green Day really knows how to prank their support acts! Prior to the show, the Green Day camp hired a local N'awlins jazz brass band and as the Kaiser Chiefs started playing their hit 'I Predict A Riot' the brass band stormed the stage to play alongside the Brits as members of Green Day and their crew covered the stage with toilet paper from behind the backline... The Brits had no idea what hit them; a fantastic prank by anyone's standards!

Of course, this night was highlighted by our close encounter with sometimes N'awlins resident Benjamin Button... which was rather surreal. Click HERE for Umlaut's previous post about that paparazzi moment. Trivia: Benjamin Button drank a Stella during the show brought to him by his assistant and a Green Day crew guy brought Maddox one of Tre Cool's drum sticks. Also, TMD revealed he sat us directly behind Benjamin Button on purpose. Yes! However, this celebrity close encounter didn't really distract me from the show and it actually made the night that much more special... Although my water bottle was in the cup holder attached to the back of Benjamin Button's chair; I had to be careful not to spill water on him so his bodyguard wouldn't take me out.

It's been documented how Green Day has a connection with N'awlins.. and that was evident during the performance. The band's energy, especially Billie Joe, were jacked up a notch as they blazed through the set... and the crowd energy was at flood levels the entire night. Special. The show in short: Green Day played at The Superdome when it reopened in 2007 after Katrina. To honor N'awlins: They performed 'The Saints Are Coming' mid-set (a song they hadn't performed since The Superdome's reopening and Billie Joe said they would only play it in N'awlins..), added a bit of 'When The Saints Go Marching In' during the saxophone bit in 'King For A Day', and Billie Joe sang 'When September Ends' acoustic that led straight into the show closing 'Good Riddance'. The former song means alot to many Katrina survivors (Katrina hit on August 29, 2005) and the band had not performed it on this tour until that moment (Note: This was the only time the song was performed on the just completed North American Tour..). It was a moment when the music became transcendent, man... The emotions in the arena was thick enough to cut with a knife at that moment; I teared up. Magic.

One change in the set since the beginning of the tour was Billie Joe did a medley of METAL riffs at one point.. which was great because it was so unexpected. In N'awlins he did a selection of Van Halen riffs; I'd forgotten how cool 'Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love' sounds in an arena.

After seeing so many shows on one tour, my Inner Music Geek noticed little things.. Things like changes and tweaks in the stage production and the setlist since the first arena shows in July; visuals had been changed and some regular songs were switched around in the main setlist. The biggest change since the start of the tour was that the band was now switching up the setlist every night mid-set and also during the Billie Joe's solo acoustic portion of the encore; it made each show unique and more interesting.. Highlight: The previously mentioned 'When September Ends' > 'Good Riddance' emotional doubleshot to close the show.

New Orleans Afterwards: All Arenas Look The Same

Goatwhore are from N'awlins, but I think I might have been the only Goatwhore fan in the house tonight. Behemoth shirts = 1 (mine). On the way back to the car, some pimply-faced teenagers called us fags. I have to say New Orleans was my favorite show of this leg of the Stalking TMD Tour... none of the other shows had the raw emotion attached to it IMO. Magic.

Toyota Center, Houston, TX
August 8, 2009


There was some flight delay drama at the New Orleans Airport the next morning and for awhile it was looking like Skychick and I might not make it to Houston. However, every once in awhile The Rock Godz give Umlaut a reality check... and in the end everything fell into place and we made it to Texas just fine... 'cause Texas is the reason, y'all.. but it did take us 6 fucking hours.

Prior to the show we had an awesome meal with friends at The Broken Spoke where they had Chimay Blue on tap (!); so civilized. Thanks to TMD for arranging for us to bring some Houston friends to the show including a trio of cool kids.. The 11-year old girl owns a pony and has a huge Rock Star Crush on Billie Joe... The 2 boys (15 and 16-years old) play guitar and *know* music... I was genuinely impressed to meet teenagers who don't play Guitar Hero or Rock Band but who wanted to talk about how awesome they think Metallica is and how they were thinking about learning to play the banjo. Those kids are gonna be alright! We watched the show from Section 107, Row 7.. Nice.


After seeing so many shows on one tour, my Inner Music Geek noticed little things.. Things like miscues with the production. In Houston, the thematic video during '21 Guns' didn't start playing until the middle of the song. I don't know, I found that interesting... Anyway..

One change in the set since the beginning of the tour was Billie Joe did a medley of METAL riffs at one point.. which was great because it was so unexpected. In Houston he did a selection of Mötley Crüe riffs and I'm pretty sure he also threw in ZZ Top's 'La Grange'. Note to bands: The easiest way to win a Texas crowd over is to play a ZZ Top riff and put a cowboy hat on.. It works everytime... 'cause Texas is the reason, y'all.

Highlight: A good solid set and they played 'Murder City' for the first time on the arena tour. However, the one thing that stuck in my head was how the crowd booed when President Obama's name appeared on the jumbo tron screen in between bands... and I found it ironic that so many Red State voters wanted to see Green Day. Hmm... Discuss amongst yourselves.

Other Goatwhore fans besides me = 0.. Nine Inch Nails shirts =1. On the way back to the San Francisco, some pimply-faced teenagers called us fags... which kinda makes sense I guess. On the flight back to S.F. I was seated next to a WAY too chatty old man! In the time it took (1) For me to sit down next to him and (2) The plane to taxi from the terminal to the runway the chatty old man told me (1) He had just returned from Honduras (2) He was dismissive of technology such as e-mail and (3) His grandson plays chess. To which I said to myself "SHUT... THE... FUCK.. UP!!" However, since I have manners I shut him down by (1) Not responding with some personal trivia of my own and (2) Pulling out the latest issue of Decibel with Nergal of Behemoth on the cover and a full page ad for the new Suffocation album on the back.

HP Pavilion, San Jose, CA
August 18, 2009


Prior to the show Skychick and I ate at the New Orleans themed Poor House Bistro, which actually wasn't bad (usually N'awlins food outside of Louisiana doesn't cut it..)... and it brought Umlaut's August full circle in a way.

As we approached the Will Call window we passed a couple of Christian protesters with a bullhorn (YES.. Christians were protesting at a fucking Green Day concert!).. At practically the same moment we noticed TMD walking in the other direction attending to something, and as he passed the Christians he shouted them down with pro-Satan rhetoric. Watching TMD represent evil like that gave me a sense of deja vu back to when we were teenage Slayer fans; nicely done my brother! We then walked into the arena with TMD via the truck ramp and were able to spend a bit of quality time hanging in his office backstage eating cookies. Lock 'N Loll.

The Umlaut Nation was nicely represented at this show, so a shout out to Skychick, Teri, Timo, Jerry, The Man, The Sheriff, and Photo Ray. Thanks to TMD we were able to upgrade the concert experience for a 17-year old member of Teri's clan visiting from New York City.. Long story short: Green Day are his favorite band > front row seats > backstage > photos with band members. Awesome. We watched from Section 128, Row 1.. VERY nice.

The show in short: A marathon 3 HOUR homecoming set... WOW. During the main set closing 'American Eulogy' they threw in a bit of 'Homecoming'. They say a picture is worth a thousand words... so here are 2,000 words on the San Jose show:

Pyro

Confetti

After seeing so many shows on one tour, my Inner Music Geek noticed little things.. Things like miscues with the production. In San Jose, one of the pyro sparkler things during '21 Guns' malfunctioned a bit and burned longer than the others. I don't know, I found that interesting... Anyway.. One change in the set since the beginning of the tour was Billie Joe did a medley of METAL riffs at one point.. which was great because it was so unexpected. In San Jose he did a selection that included 'Master Of Puppets' and 'Stairway To Heaven'.

Highlight: A tough one since the entire set was ratcheted up all night due to the homecoming nature of the night, which included Billie Joe having his Mom come onstage... but I have to say the nightly one-two of 'Longview' > 'Basket Case' was especially great; the sequence featured a kid from the crowd onstage to sing 'Longview' who was then made to do a running stage dive accompanied by a drum roll... and as the kid hit the air some PYRO was blown and the opening riff to 'Basket Case' kicked in and the crowd's reaction blew the roof off the arena. Magic.

San Jose Afterwards: All Arenas Look The Same

Other Goatwhore fans besides me = 2 (Timo, Photo Ray). On the way back to the car, some pimply-faced teenagers called us fags. This was Umlaut's 50th concert of the year; I've had a busy year, man.

Arco Arena, Sacramento, CA
August 24, 2009


In recent years, the only band I've made the trek to Sacramento for has been Slayer, because there's nothing like seeing Slayer in the cradle of California White Supremacy. However, I don't think White Power made an appearance at this show. Unfortunately, Skychick couldn't make this gig, so I was accompanied by Old Metal Tim for the 180 mile roundtrip to California's state capital. On the way we had to make a pit stop in Vacaville because we were starving and, for better or worse, chose Mel's Diner. The merits of that decision can be a subject of debate... but let's move on.

When Old Metal Tim and I got to our seats, I noticed the man next to me holding some photos and he soon made it obvious he was trying to get my attention with them since we were wearing VIP laminates... and I bit.. which was a mistake. The couple were the parents of the kid who Green Day pulled onstage to play guitar during 'Jesus Of Suburbia at the first show in Seattle. While they sat in the stands, their son was down at the front hoping to get pulled onstage again. To be fair, their kid was good during his 9 minutes of "fame" in Seattle.. At first I thought it was cool, since I'd witnessed their son's performance. However, the parents were acting like HE was a member of the band now. It was weird.. They had photos of their son taken with the band at a Meet & Greet.. a pic of him onstage in Seattle... I asked if he had a band and they said "No" and I realized I shouldn't have started talking to them; it was like talking to the parents of someone in a cover band. Thankfully the houselights went down at about that time and I ignored them the rest of the evening...

Old Metal Tim > Umlaut > Cover Band Parents
(Pic by Wexford Girl)

The show in short: GD played the 2nd longest set of the tour... a staggering 3 HOURS and 15-20 MINUTES onstage! Unbelievable.. Best moment: Billie Joe noticing a meathead causing trouble down front, going to the lip of the stage and getting the guy's attention and asking him what his problem was... and the meathead telling Billie Joe to fuck off... to which Billie Joe replied "Fuck ME?! Fuck YOU!!" and as the meathead was escorted out by security the arena went nuts. I had forgotten how Arco Arena is a bit smaller and configured differently than other arenas, which gives it a more intimate atmosphere than other big venues. Plus, the stands are PLYWOOD and during the show they were bouncing as the crowd went nuts and also allowed the crowd to make a deafening stomping sound with their feet. Dramatically awesome.

One change in the set since the beginning of the tour was Billie Joe did a medley of METAL riffs at one point.. which was great because it was so unexpected. In Sac he pulled out all the stops and did a Metallica medley ('Fight Fire With Fire' > 'Master Of Puppets' > 'One') as well as Scorpions ('Rock You Like A Hurricane') and Van Halen ('Ain't Talkin' 'Bout Love' > 'Eruption'). Billie Joe can play guitar, dude.

Highlights: This show had even more a homecoming vibe than San Jose and the crowd energy was off the hook all night. A surprise bonus encore of 'Going To Pasalacqua' was great... as was the audible of 'J.A.R.' when Billie Joe noticed a kid at the rail holding a sign requesting it... but as at all of the shows on this leg of the tour I was blown away how GREAT the band's new songs sound in a big space; Arena Rock at its finest. Although the hometown area San Jose crowd was great, I have to say the band's hometown area Sacramento crowd was better.

The Umlaut Nation was nicely represented at this show, so a shout out to Old Metal Tim, The Man, Wexford Girl, and The Bassist. We watched from Section 119, Row 5... Nice.

According to the Umlaut Archives, this was my 20th Green Day show dating back to circa 1992 when I saw them in an art warehouse space at 18th & Mission in S.F.. Other Goatwhore fans besides me = 1 (The Bassist). On the way back to the car, some pimply-faced teenagers called us fags. The heavy Sacramento Police presence that lined the streets on the way out of town was so unnecessary, but they gotta have something to do on a Monday night I guess.

Fuck all the non-believers: Green Day Rules. They are THE best live band going these days. No other band out there is throwing down 2 to 3+ hour sets every night with as much energy, unpredictability, good songs (and PYRO!) and the cross generational makeup of their fanbase now is cool to behold. Yes, my soul is Metal... but I always leave a Green Day show with a smile on my face.. and sometimes that's more important than Metal. It's a live experience that transcends being simply "a concert"; it's a life-affirming thing... and it's profound and rare to get that from a band these days.

So ends Umlaut's Stalking Tour Manager Doug North American Tour 2009... 10 shows.. 2 countries.. 8 cities. Europe next? Hmmm... THANKS as always to TMD for the hospitality! Keep it real out there... for The Kidz!

The Pot calling The Kettle black in New Orleans..

Speaking of The Kidz: The best part of this Summer was being able to expose some kidz to the Green Day concert experience for the first time. Seeing amazing Arena Rock shows changed my life when I was their age and, in this age of computer games and so many other distractions, it was awesome to see the look of awe and excitement all of the kidz had on their faces after the shows. I totally remember that feeling... Also, Green Day are the perfect entry level substance for young Music Geeks that can lead them to harder stuff; I'm already burning some Goatwhore CDs.

What did I do this Summer? I did missionary work for The Rock Godz.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Random Rock Star Moment: Brad Pitt

I haven't documented it in this space yet, but last week Umlaut and Skychick returned to New Orleans and Houston on the latest leg of the Stalking Tour Manager Doug Tour 2009.

Posted on TMZ.com:

Brad Pitt to Pax -- Rock-a-Bye Baby
Posted Aug 12th 2009 2:50PM by TMZ Staff

Brad Pitt further proved he's the coolest dad ever by taking sons Pax and Maddox to a Green Day concert in New Orleans last week. While it may or may not be a testament to the band's music, Brad made sure the boys' ears were safely covered and plugged. Apparently, all that punk/pop screeching was enough to rock Pax to sleep.


Seated directly behind Pitt in Section 114 of the New Orleans Arena is none other than Umlaut and his Behemoth shirt! To my left is Skychick.

Yes, I was *that* close to Louis de Pointe du Lac but security were very aggressive about it being a no-camera zone around him, which was cool since he was with his kids. Of course, that didn't prevent people in front of us on the GA Floor to take snapshots.

There will be more details whenever I get around to writing about the NoLa > Houston trek, but in the meantime here is a pic I took after the show of the chair that hosted Brad Pitt's ass for 2 hours:

Yes, Pitt and the kids were backstage afterwards... Hey, I don't make this shit up... I just live it.

To be continued...

Saturday, August 30, 2008

The Gustav Line

HOLY FUCK... Skychick's hometown is the firing line of ANOTHER hurricane!

The French Quarter - April 2006
(Pic by Umlaut)

Several parts of the city are under mandatory evacuation orders. Skychick spoke to NOLA friends today and the closest hotel they could find was in GEORGIA (For those who attended public schools: That's 2 STATES east of Louisiana!)!! Hotels in MISSOURI (For those who attended public schools: That's 2 STATES north of Louisiana) are also completely booked already.

Click HERE for Umlaut's N'awlins pics and HERE for all of the N'awlins content from this space.

Umlaut avoids being overtly political in this space, but Gustav's timing is biblically ironic given next week's scheduled dog and pony show by The P.O.W. and The Beauty Queen.. Let's hope at least some lessons were learned from Katrina.

Godspeed to everybody along the Gulf Coast, but especially to the members of the Umlaut Nation (you know who you are..).. and bonus points for readers who can identify the WW2 reference in this post.

"Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good.. When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.."

Saturday, December 30, 2006

NOLA Noel

"New Orleans gotta get..." - Alice In Chains

As a result of events that transpired over the past year (bad and good), Skychick and I decided to spend Christmas in The Deep South. It was the first time Skychick had made the trek home for The Holidays in years.

My brain is still overloaded with thoughts and emotions from our trip, so I'm not going to attempt to win the Pulitzer Prize with this post. Here are some random highlights from the New Orleans portion of our journey... in chronological order:
  • A completely random encounter with the co-worker who sits in the office next to me at 6:15AM at SFO. She was catching a flight home at the gate next to us. It was so random... and I took it as a good year end omen as far as work goes.
  • Upon arriving in New Orleans (NOLA): As we drove the Chevy Cobalt off the rental car lot, XM satellite radio (tuned to XM41's Boneyard) filled the car with Metallica's version of 'Am I Evil'. "My mother was a witch, she was burned alive..." The Rock Godz work in mysterious ways.
  • For years on previous visits, Skychick and I had stopped at a place called SuperStuff to get an oyster or shrimp po'boy. Sadly, back in April we discovered SuperStuff hadn't survived Katrina. After traveling all day our craving for a po'boy was inhuman; we were beyond starving. As we drove towards the city we hoped to stumble upon a new eatery... and like a shining beacon in the dark a place did appear in our path: River Pond Seafood in Metairie! The place was PERFECT. Divey in a charming way with a bar on one side and a seafood counter on the other. The owner was a Cajun fellow who was very excited about the shipment of fresh crabs he'd just received. Our oyster and shrimp po'boys were amazingly fresh and the goblet of beer made for the perfect start to our trip. R.I.P. SuperStuff.. but all hail River Pond!
  • Once we got settled in our French Quarter hotel, Skychick and I ventured out into the heavy rain to find some food. Yes, it was raining heavily but it was funny watching CNN scream "FLOODING IN NEW ORLEANS!" when in reality the flooding was actually, like, 1 lane out 3 on the expressway being closed off due to standing water. Such is the media's thirst for another sensational (and potentially tragic) NOLA story I guess. At the place we found to eat, the waiter informed us that Dixie Beer (The PBR of the South) hadn't survived Katrina, which was news to me. However, he suggested that I try "a beer from Belgium" they now had on tap called "Stella Artois". Never heard of it (HA!).
  • Sitting on Alida's dark, 3rd floor porch on a rainy NOLA night... drinking beer and wine as she told war stories about Katrina.. Her own experiences, tales about people she knows, tales told by folks she's met. Stories of normal people.. Fucked up stories.. Sad stories... Surreal stories.. Funny stories.. Firsthand stories that weren't documented by the press. Stories.
Alida's dark porch on that rainy night.
  • Having dinner with friends Peter and Diane at The Gumbo Shop and then taking a nighttime walk around The Quarter with Peter giving a tour of buildings from his family's history.

  • In Fiorello's in the French Quarter, a random comment about San Francisco led to an interesting conversation with our hipster waiter. He took a cigarette break to chat with us; he introduced himself as "Neptune". His Katrina war story: He and his girlfriend attempted to walk to higher ground through the flooded areas, but after seeing 3 dead bodies they turned around. Also, "a lot of shit was going down around them" and they didn't have either a dog or a gun for protection. The last straw was when they came upon a guy casually barbecuing while a corpse lay next to him... They ended up walking for 3 miles on Interstate 10 pushing a shopping cart with their belongings before a guy in a pickup truck stopped and gave them a ride. Stories.
  • Alida took us on a nighttime drive through the Lakeview District, which was hit hard by Katrina and 6-8 feet of water when a levee was breached. It was obvious from the houselights that a good 80-90% of the houses in the area were still vacant. It was stunning how dark, empty, and quiet these nice middle class areas still are after over a year. Also, driving past the huge abandoned housing projects was equally surreal. Miles and miles of empty streets. The Patsy Cline CD in Alida's car stereo was the perfect soundtrack.
  • Skychick being reunited with her childhood friend Kelly after 20 years! We stayed up 'til 1:00AM drinking red wine at Kelly and her husband's new post-Katrina house.. Talking... and hearing their Katrina experiences. Stories. It was a fun night.. Thanks to Alida for facilitating the reunion! Note: If you find yourself in NOLA you should check out Kelly's New Orleans Culinary History Tours. Kelly is a professional historian and educator AND she saw ZZ Top in 1978 so "cred" is her middle name. Click HERE for more information! DO IT.
  • Umlaut friend Cindy (aka The Culinary MacGyver) setting us up with her homemade crawfish etoufee and muffulettas. There's nothing like 'em... I'm hungry just typing this. Damn you Cindy and your mad cooking skills!
  • Based on a tip from Peter, we stopped to eat at a place in Slidell (where Skychick grew up) owned and operated by Capt. Humble, who was the DJ on the local Rock radio station back in the 70's and 80's (WRNO - "The Rock Of New Orleans"). Old people like me know how important the local Rock DJ was back in The Day, so it was trippy for Skychick to finally meet the dude behind "the voice" of her teen Rock radio years; she had her picture taken with him to brag to her friends. Capt. Humble had a platinum sales award given to WRNO for Journey's Departure album hanging near the rest rooms.

Later in our trip, Skychick and I drove along the Gulf Coast, through the decimated coastal areas in Mississippi (Biloxi and Gulfport). For the most part they've been cleaned up... and the miles and miles of empty beachfronts are beautiful... but then we realized those miles and miles used to be filled with buildings, houses, stores, and people. Gone.

Returning to NOLA was an amazing way to end 2006.. but I feel weird about commenting too much about the situation there. I don't have to spend every day in that environment like our friends... and I feel weird about passing judgement on what I think is good, bad, and ugly there. Who am I to say, ya know?

I'm thankful that Skychick and I were able to visit NOLA twice this year and bear witness to its post-Katrina world. I will say that many times I couldn't help but think to myself "I can't believe this shit is happening in the United States of America.."

If you can't visit NOLA to bear witness yourself, you should at least watch Spike Lee's riveting Katrina documentary When The Levees Broke; it just came out on DVD. Things are still broken down there, but folks are hanging on and making the best of it despite the circumstances and bullshit... and the Saints are kicking ass this season! "Laissez les bons temps rouler!"

NOLA is still very near and dear to me and I'll be back; peace and much love to all our friends. If you need ANYTHING you know how to get ahold of Umlaut. Oh Lord, yeah.


Irish Bayou, Louisiana - Christmas Eve 2006
(Pic by Umlaut)

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

One Year Gone

Get Your Rocks Off Bicentennial Celebration
City Park Stadium, New Orleans - June 27, 1976
(From the Skychick Archives)


The Big Easy is Skychick's hometown. It's a place that will always be very near and dear to Umlaut:
It's hard to believe it's only been a year since The Big Easy's Year Zero. All the best to our friends and their loved ones in New Orleans (A shout out to Alida, Cindy, and Peter!). I remember the good times... and Umlaut will be back!

KISS / The Melvins
Louisiana Superdome, New Orleans - July 9, 1996
(From the Umlaut Archives)

Oh, and fuck the politicians, bureaucrats, and anyone else who is still perpetuating hardship down there.

Saturday, April 22, 2006

Sweet Home Alabama

A few of Umlaut's friends know about the chaos and bullshit that is making his and Skychick's life difficult at this moment in time.

This weekend Umlaut is travelling to Alabama (via New Orleans) to confront some family issues that are so Southern Gothic it's not even funny.

THE great irony of Umlaut's life is that in his younger years he was fascinated with Southern literature (and Southern Rock) and he eventually found himself a member of a full-blown Southern Family... with all of the unnecessary drama and pathos that inspired writers like Faulkner and Crews and bands like Skynyrd and Blackfoot.

I will try to find humor in my return to The South. If I do, readers of this space will be the first to know. If I don't, then the absence of any addendum to this in the near future will be your answer.

Take care, y'all!

"A Southern Man don't need him 'round anyhow..."

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Added 4/27/06

Walmart
Waynesboro, Mississippi
Sunday - April 23, 2006
8:08pm


The day began with a 3 hour drive from New Orleans (Skychick grew up in nearby Slidell, LA). The trek was highlighted by Aerosmith's 'Last Child' coming on the local Nola Rock Radio station as we drove past endless evidence of Hurricane Katrina ("Home... Sweeet... Home.."). It ended with an ultimately hellish and stressful ordeal with the aforementioned "chaos and bullshit" in Alabama.

That night, Skychick and Umlaut stopped at a Walmart for supplies before heading to her aunt's house just across the Mississippi / Alabama border. I was afraid this was a dry county... and if I ever needed a cold beer (or two) it was at that moment.

I was relieved to find a beer cooler and they actually stocked Foster's, which would do the trick. However, their wine selection was hilarious: They only stocked this weird Gallo brand and the merlot, although in a regular wine bottle, had CARBONATED WATER listed as an incredient. Fortified Classiness!

When we got to the checkout, the cashier looked at the 6-pack, looked at us, and said "It's Sunday... We can't sell alcohol."

She took the Foster's and set it off to the side and continued ringing up our other items.

I almost screamed.

Skychick said "We're not from around here..." and the cashier asked "Where y'all from?"....

"California... San Francisco."

"Ohhhhh...", said the cashier.

On the way back to the car I said to Skychick "Fucking Mississippi... No alcohol on Sunday Christian bullshit..."

Then, as if God was sending me a message that I was on HIS turf, I somehow set the rental car's alarm system off and couldn't disarm it. There's nothing like sitting in the middle of a Walmart parking lot in rural Mississippi with a car alarm blasting as the yokels look at you suspiciously. After maybe 5 minutes the alarm finally turned itself off.

God - 1, Umlaut - Nil.... For now.

The French Quarter
New Orleans, Louisiana
Tuesday - April 25, 2006


Long story short: Skychick and I fled the "chaos and bullshit" in Alabama. As we sped along I59 heading back towards Mississippi > New Orleans in the middle of the night, the Grateful Dead song 'Alabama Getaway' came on the Classic Rock radio station. I shit you not. Now, Skychick and I have never been Deadheads but at that moment we were. Thanks Jerry.

The next day we spent an incredible afternoon in our beloved New Orleans (Skychick's hometown). We surprised old friends who had no idea we were in The South. It was the perfect way to reconnect to life again. Although seeing post-Katrina Nola was heartbreaking.

I couldn't get my head around all of the abandoned houses and buildings. I couldn't get my head around all of the piles of debris. I couldn't get my head around the streets that were so empty of people.

The French Quarter looked the same... at first. But then I started noticing how many buildings and storefronts were vacant there as well.. But it was still magical to wander those streets again. Thankfully, an ice cold beer in a funky bar in Pirates Alley was still available. As Louis Armstrong once asked "Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?" Godspeed y'all.

THANKS to Umlaut friends Cindy and Alida for, well, being our friends. HANG IN THERE! (Cindy, you need to jot down your Jimmy Page story for this space!).

Twenty four hours later I was back in Casa de Umlaut.

"What song is it you wanna hear??"

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Katrina & the Waves

This pic was sent by Umlaut's friend Alida in New Orleans. It shows some of the damage at her parents' house caused by Hurricane Katrina and the subsequent flooding:



The 'fridge was lifted and then wedged horizontally in the kitchen by God's Wrath.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Billion Dollar Babies

Umlaut friend Cindy and her family live in New Orleans (Trivia: Cindy's 1st concert was Alice Cooper on the Billion Dollar Babies Tour..). Despite everything that is going on, she took a moment to give us an update:

"You have to stand in line at the grocery store to get your chance to buy what little they have - like WWII or something. The sky has been colorless and hazy since the storm, like the white noise on most of the local TV stations that have gone off the air or are broadcasting through other channels."

"It's interesting that Umlaut picked up on the Danziger Bridge incident for the blog... I'm cooking for the Army Corps of Engineers now (because my good job is fucked) and some of the guys that got shot at were at my site yesterday."

"My friend has stayed the whole time in Algiers [click for link] so she wouldn't have to leave her 11 rescued dogs (!) and finally today, a full week after the storm, she has seen guardsmen who gave her food and water (She actually has her own, but for how long?)."

"She has had no electricity or air condition, and the neighborhood is really dangerous, especially at night. So I feel relieved for the military presence, and I'm sure she does too. She is going all around Algiers during the day feeding all of the abandoned pets with food she got out of a looted Breaux Mart [click for link]."

"I just worked 28 hours straight so I'm kind of loopy - what a great time for my post surgery vicodin to run out."

NoLa better get billions of dollars, baby... To rebuild and rise again! Umlaut still can't get his head around what's happened to his beloved Big Easy, but I'll be among the first to be there when the Cajun Phoenix rises. Take care, y'all.

"Billion dollar baby... Rotten little monster.. Baby, I adore you..."

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

The Big Easy

A huge shout out to Skychick's hometown...



80% flooded [click for link]. Take care, y'all. Hope to hear from our friends soon.



Click HERE to read about Umlaut's New Orleans Lock 'N Loll Adventure.

Several years ago, Umlaut made this N'awlins comp CD:
  • Born On The Bayou - Creedence Clearwater Revival
  • In The Night - Professor Longhair
  • Les Flammes D'Enfer - Beausoleil
  • Dixie Drug Store - Grant Lee Buffalo
  • Jambalaya - Hank Williams
  • Iko Iko - Dr. John
  • House Of The Risin' Sun - Bob Dylan
  • Do You Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans? - Louis Armstrong
  • Walk Through The Streets Of The City - Magnificent Seventh's Brass Band
  • Mardi Gras In New Orleans - Professor Longhair
  • Le Jig Francais - Beausoleil
  • Louisiana Blues - Muddy Waters
  • Baton Rouge - Chuck Prophet
  • Pere et garcon zydeco - John Delafose
  • Tipitina - Professor Longhair
  • I Wish I Was In New Orleans - Tom Waits
  • When The Saints Go Marching In - Louis Armstrong
I'll be listenin' to it today and dreamin' 'bout eatin' a fully dressed shrimp Po-Boy while drinkin' an ice cold Dixie Beer (or two) in the shady humidity of The Quarter..