I leave for New Orleans stunningly early tomorrow morning, just proving the lengths I'll go to for a direct flight (hate layovers more than most things in life. Hate. HATRED. HATERADE. I reserve it all for layovers, just sayin'.)
I am very excited about this trip. My sister is coming in from California on Friday, when my mother will also come down from Maryland and our friend Kelly will be with us as well. We're going down primarily for the tenth anniversary of V-day, which looks like it's going to be the event to end all events. (I mean, who can't use a YOGA LOUNGE right about now? I know I'm all over that one.)
I asked for press access really late, which means I doubt I'll get it. I'm taking my cameras regardless and do really hope to get some footage of the attendees as well as the event itself. My friend Catherine posted a link to the art installations that will be happening, but I seem to have deleted the e-mail with the link she sent, so I have to get on that as well.
I'm really grateful to be going back to this city. I'm not really into quoting Charles Kuralt, but I enjoy these words from him:
"‘Unique’ is a word that cannot be qualified. It does not mean rare or uncommon; it means alone in the universe. By the standards of grammar and by the grace of God, New Orleans is the unique American place.'"
I agree. And I particularly love this quote because, as a word geek, one of my tics is the over- and inappropriate use of "unique". In this case it's totally deserved.
By the way, did you ever watch Spike Lee's "When the Levees Broke"? It's not easy but I recommend it. Documentaries matter so much.
I love the Katrina Warriors. There are going to be some amazing speakers at SuperLove. And as if that wasn't enough, it's French Quarter Fest, (Ellis Marsalis on Friday, yay!) and Shelby Freaking Lynne is in town, friends. (Plus Amanda Shaw and the Cute Guys, a dynamo of Zydeco fiddle player and her band who just opened up for Kelly Willis here last weekend. Awesome.)
So besides great music, activism and the energy of the V-day event, I'm hoping to poke around some places in the city this weekend that I didn't see when I went the first time. I want to breathe the air and talk to the people and get some of it on film. I want to sit on the porch on St. Charles Avenue and watch the world pass by, just for an afternoon. It's one of the best places I've ever been. I admire its tenacity as much as I love it because it's beautiful.
It almost makes it less painful that I have to be at the airport before 7.