Not so random, actually.
This 12-minute movie from the early ’60s – produced by the U.S. government for foreign audiences – will give you a taste of why I’m in New Orleans right now, working on “Treme.”
The decayed condition of the film print only adds to its dream-like quality. Fabulous jazz-funeral footage at the end.
And I didn’t even know who Kid Sheik Cola was.
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