Aw, Jesus. "Big Easy" is on cable. Whether you like Dennis Quaid or not. Gawd, they really did get that New Orleans was different. And it's all gone now.
Those bastards. Those fucking bastards. They don't even know what we've lost. And they never will--Dick Cheney wouldn't recognize Aaron Neville if Aaron was in the midst of kicking his ass--which Aaron no doubt would. And we'll never get it back.
When Aaron Neville can't bear to go back home, you know that home is gone.
Monday, February 06, 2006
mourning the Big Easy
Posted by CJS at 10:24 PM
Labels: music, vernacular culture
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