Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Written by Dege Legg
Who doesn’t love The Stones? You got Mick, prancing around like a rooster and doing his thing, which gets annoying, but you forgive him because he co-wrote so many freaking great songs. You had Brian Jones — nutty, Mohair hipster who was rad, but a little too preened up for my tastes, but he made some valid contributions until he crapped out creatively and psychologically at the end of the ’60s. Charlie Watts = total class act. Period. Thumping it. Bill Wyman was like a freaky pokerfaced mannequin, playing those nutty bass lines that actually worked. Then you’ve got Keith Richards — a total mess, but the living embodiment of rock & roll and it’s most creative. Great rock & roll — and great art for that matter — isn’t made by bank tellers (unless they are T.S. Eliot and he’s the exception to the rule); they’re made by confused, sloppy nut jobs who have a lot of problems, write a lot of riffs, find a song to put them in and live to play them (regardless of whether anyone is listening). The amount of great Stones tunes out there is baffling — even their disco stuff in the ’70s is great. What current band can bust moves like that? They haven’t released a great album since 1981’s Tattoo You, but who cares? They’re still great. The legend is already set in stone. If there’s one lesson to be gleaned from the Stones, it’s the necessity of writing exceptional songs. It’s not about the haircut. It ain’t about the jeans. It’s not about the distortion or the volume or how much it annoys parents. It’s about writing timeless songs. If you can do that, you don’t worry so much about the rest. Musician Kevin Sekhani hosts a Rolling Stones Hoot Night at the Blue Moon on March 31. Expect every killer Stones song to be played in some form by hoot night participants like Dickey Landry, The Brian Marshall Band, Craig Futch, Kelly Keeling, Freetown Hounds, Ken Veron, Primo, Diego Martin-Perez & 80 Proof, Jake Stephens & Back Bone Stew, Julian Primeaux & band, Trouble With Lefty, Bret Vidrine and the host, Kevin Sekani.
Born in Church Point in 1967, this year’s Cajun/Zydeco Grammy champion, Chubby Carrier, is a powerhouse accordion player, super nice guy, “world premier zydeco showman” and a third generation zydeco artist with some famous zydeco legends in his family tree. He got his start playing drums in his father’s band, then switched to the accordion at 15 and by age 17 he’d begun touring the world with Terrance Simien, eventually forming his own zydeco band in 1989. Chubby Carrier & the Bayou Swamp Band have recorded five CDs over the past ten years and most recently won a Grammy Award for Zydeco Junkie. On April 3, Chubby Carrier & the Bayou Swamp Band rock the Blue Moon Saloon. The old time, mod-swing of Holy Ghost Tent Rival and the nouveau juke-zoot of Dirty Bourbon River Show open the show.
One of God’s greatest creations is the vagina. Fact: Dudes do not have vaginas. But we know a little bit about them. But need to know more. If you’re interested in knowing more about women and vaginas, you’d be well advised to check out UL’s production of The Vagina Monologues on April 1 & 2 in Hamilton Hall on UL campus.
When the NWO kicks in the Codex Alimentarius restrictions and we’re surrounded by genetically modified foods and everything is stripped of nutritional value, you’re going to be pretty bummed out. Organically grown, locally produced foods are the way to go. One of Lafayette’s most productive and healthy food co-ops is hosting a Sunday brunch that seeks to promote Louisiana foods. The brunch will be at Esprit de Coeur (402 Garfield St., Lafayette) on April 3, 11 a.m. – 1 p.m. For ticket information and sponsorship opportunities, call 269-4901.
DTA GRAMMY AFTER PARTY
When the hell are they going to book Lisa Haley to play Downtown Alive!? Oh, yeah, baby! There’s your exclamation point! Hoiyo! Joking, joking. It’s time to pat some dudes on the back. This week’s Downtown Alive doubles as a live music event and Grammy after-party with The Pine Leaf Boys and Chubby Carrier & the Bayou Swamp Band on April 1 at Parc International.
Andrew Jackson is a soul man. If you created a soul man Frankenstein, it would have Nat King Cole’s heart, Donny Hathaway’s large intestines, Luther Vandross’s sweat glands and Stevie Wonder’s pancreas. If you would like to witness how this Frankenstein amalgamation rolls, check out Andrew Jackson at Club Rox in the Cypress Bayou Casino on April 1.
Treat me like a fool. Lost Bayou Ramblers at Blues Moon on April Fool’s Day…Horace Trahan & The Ossun Express play Lakeview Park & Beach on April 2…The illustrious Charlie Rees plays the Oasis Sports Bar on March 31…Opelousas’ Music & Market hosts Lil Pookie and the Zydeco Sensations on April 1…