June 27, 2024
Irvin Mayfield’s Bridge Made Of Second Chances
Two weeks ago, underneath a highway, in the oldest black neighborhood in America, the heart of New Orleans is pumping. In a jazz club that seats 20 people, you can find all the richness of the city – the smell of world-renowned barbecue and traditional red beans and rice; the sound of award-winning trumpets and ten gospel singers hugging the perimeters of the room; local regulars hanging out in a back patio eating turkey necks, and eager visitors from every corner of the world arriving at 5:30pm to steal a seat for the 6:00pm show. The feel of it is raw, the taste of it is real, and the look may not be what you’d find on a New Orleans postcard. But it should be. And it happens every Tuesday.