Well alright. I’m posting this to the blog on Monday, May 21. This is the recap of the account for Saturday, May 19. Big day. The last post is of Saturday which documents the visit to Mamou in the morning. this post is the story of Saturday evening, after Mass and on the prowl for more Cajun – I’ll copy and paste below, the last paragraph of the last post (sans the first sentence) and carry on from there. Doing it this way is(easier on the continuity. Here goes.
“Off to 4PM Mass and then out to search for more music. I intend to get back to the Jefferson Street venues I know from two years ago and thanks to Kamal I have other leads. Alas, the Jefferson venues don’t pan out. One is demolished and replaced by a new modern building and the other is now a comedy venue. I perhaps didn’t copy the address Kamal gave me; Lady Garmin leads me to an auto repair shop and the other is too far out of town. I know one place for sure and I go there: Rodale’s. Same place, another band. Not much time here, they close down at 10PM and it’s 9:30PM. But the band leader is excellent and he’s pure Acadian. A very nice guy. He sees my interest and we meet. And talk. More on this event in the next post. Hop in shotgun for that. Allons.”
Allons indeed. Back at Rodale’s. Redux. It’s now (Tempus Fugit again, delayed) 9:30PM and I have only a half hour to enjoy the new band. It’s Lee Benoit on the accordion leading his band in gloriosky (sic) Cajun. I order a bottle of Yeagling beer and sit down to enjoy the music. And I get a chance to record for my family, short vignette videos of what’s going on here. It seems I’ve discovered this morning in Mamao that I can send off what I can’t upload to WordPress here: less than 30-second versions of my recorded smartphone videos to others on my cell phone. Hooray. I take the time to do it this evening.
And I record some long sessions on my camera as well. Can’t show them to you here, so anyway here’s a description of what went on in this little half hour. Sorry, because of this WordPress blog, stills only.
The huge dinner and dancing crowd from last night is not here. And besides the band, it’s all younger folks. Here’s some of them dancing, two on two.
And the band.
Lee Benoit notices my interest and we talk. I engage and he tells me about himself. Singing Cajun and playing his accordion for all his time, he’s a classic. Singing is his strong suit and he belts out these Cajun tunes all so very well. Can’t upload my video of him (you’ll have to come to my house), but what follows is an earlier, much earlier, version of him and his accompanists.
Please see: http://www.leebenoit.com/
Here we are, Lee and me, a photo of our first meeting and hopefully of a long-standing relationship. Godspeed Lee. Nice to meet you, hope to see you again. Well . . . . perhaps in heaven when we can fiddle and play accordion together.
Okay then. It’s now Sunday and I have yet to record driving from Lafayette to Baton Rouge. Today being Sunday, it was to be a day of rest. But getting here to this very comfortable Comfort Inn, I have to record what went on today; the wonderful welcome here me, the Cane’s Festival at their Mississippi riverfront.
Day of rest? Not so. Got here and got into it again. More tomorrow, about today Stay tuned. It’s now late in the day. C’est tout. For now.