Well, kids, it’s about that time again. The mad rush of summer visitors at my house has got me in a tizzy and despite visits by the FBI and DEA, the madness continues with the arrival of Mr. John Rankin from New Orleans. He’ll be arriving soon with his muddy boots and resonator guitar to assail you with the entire catalogue of N.O.roots music. Educator,emulator,excavator, this guy does it all. And sings, too.
John has been so busy, what with performances, guitar workshops and teaching, that I’m so glad the New Orleans cops have let him have the opportunity to flee the state and come up here for some much needed community service. I promised to send him back on time.Put up my home as collateral, too.
On drums ,we’ll be sporting Mr. Andrew Jones, who’s been furiously trying to learn the N.O. style of sloppy groove,and with all of us drooling, it’s gonna be a mess. Bring paper towels!
And don’t forget: Monday afternoon from 1 to 3 the Good Old Salty Jazz Band hits the dirt at the Rose Baker Senior Center. It’s free, for all of you who are economically challenged. Mr. Rankin will be playing with us, too. You don’t know what you’re missing. It’s better than “Cats”.


