“Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son” Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?” God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run” Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61””– © 1965 Bob Dylan/Warner Brothers Music
Yep. This is it the Highway 61 that Bob Dylan wrote about so many years ago. Not this part exactly.
But, further on up the road. In Mississippi. Rosedale, Mississippi. At the crossroads of Highways 61 and 49. Where Robert Johnson made a bargain the devil. He traded his soul for musical genius. He wrote “Traveling Rosedale Blues,” which eventually was morphed into “Crossroads,” by Eric Clapton.
That’s a little history for you.
This place is Highway 61, or Airline Highway, way down road from the area that the song is about. So far down south that it is almost located at its starting point on Tulane Avenue in New Orleans.
This place is called Shrewsbury. It’s a light industrial and railroad neighborhood. Everything still works there. But just across the street is a shopping mall and Old Metairie Road, which is home to a lot of wealth without paying outrageous New Orleans taxes.
The picture. I made it is eerie as I could. It just felt that way. The original scene was actually bright, sunny, with pre-storm clouds rolling in. In many ways, this picture feels like an album cover. Yeah, yeah. I know. With music streaming… what’s an album cover?
I may rework the picture again. I’d like to make it feel even more evil. Ahahahahahaha.