Sitting and playing.

T

he next day. We needed coffee. Good coffee. It turned out that a coffee house was less than two short blocks from our hotel.

Even better were the people who worked there. The were friendly and energetic. One of them took us to this place, an empty club.

Apparently, it was fully functioning until a movie production company used it to make a James Brown biopic. When they tore the set down, they gutted the building.

Those are the kinds of stories that you won’t hear if you just pass through a town, keeping to yourself. I suppose you could look around and never say a word to anybody, but what would be the fun in that?

Anyway.

This little bar or club or cafe is now being rebuilt back, good as it ever was.

One of these days we’ll pass through Natchez again and see it for ourselves. But, not this year.

T

here is some post production technique to discuss.

As you know, I’m about feeling more than seeing.

The picture was easy to make, especially if I didn’t want to show you the guitar player beyond what I did.

The club felt smokey, with a little bit of mist drifting in and out. I could see people standing around listening to the band, drinking beer and hanging out.

But, the club was empty. There wasn’t a finished wall in sight.

So, I softened everything. I made the scene glow a little bit.

The rest is in my imagination. Or, yours.


Sine we are heading into the heart of hurricane season, I thought I post a reminder of the last big storm which I found while i was poking around Central City.
Since we are heading into the heart of hurricane season, I thought I post a reminder of the last big storm which I found while I was poking around Central City.

Yep. It’s Hurricane Season. We have reached the point in the summer when the conditions are just about right. Very hot and humid air. Tropical rains. The Gulf is heated up enough to sustain a storm should it get there. While I was poking around Hoffman Triangle and the surrounding central City, I stumbled upon this building. A building in the first stages of remediation. Everything has been stripped from it but the original framing, the floors and some brick work. It was done to stop the progress of mold. Most people did this immediately upon arriving home after Hurricane Katrina. Eight years ago. If nothing else, they needed something to do and they were making a statement. They were laughing in the face of the storm. Or, trying to. I can’t tell you for certain if that’s when this house was stripped bare. But, from the age and condition of the wood, I’m betting so. It’s been that way for a long time. Maybe eight years.