the talking balcony

My First Rock & Roll concert (age 13):

Heart, at the 1984 World’s Fair in New Orleans.

First time I got arrested for absolutely no reason:

11 years later, on Bourbon Street, the night before Phish played the State Palace.

First (& only) time I ever hurled from booze:

On Bourbon St the night after Phish played jazzFest (’96) arm in arm with Superstar Brown while he yuked too.

First time I lived for a week under a bush in a major American city:

JazzFest ’97, after my Valuables fell inadvertantly out of my pocket on Bourbon St.

First time I sat on the curb for a fascinating hour-long chat with the peculiarly grooved 2nd-story balcony across the street:

Somewhere in the Quarter. I plumb forget where — & most of what was said — but as I walked away that balcony gave me the best advice.

Listen. You Make stories. And tell them. That’s all…

Cheers to New Orleans!! Not a city, she, so much as one strange & long tale to tell.

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7 Responses to “the talking balcony”


  1. 1 chloeinnola August 31, 2006 at 2:29 am

    I first came down in February because I had always wanted to go to New Orleans and helping the city seemed like a good place to start. Then I came back in May and stayed for a few months. I’ll probably go back in October. I have a lot of interesting stories from living there for a few months too.

  2. 2 Mike E August 31, 2006 at 3:27 am

    Too right to fight.

    Any bright Ideas?

  3. 3 galloway August 31, 2006 at 9:50 pm

    How do I respond to “the talking balcony”?

    Maybe by introducing it to Bill Burroughs’ “the talking ass-hole”?

    Questions, questions… the world is full of questions.

    They resemble ass-holes.

    So ends another circular comment.

    By the way… Heart?

    F**k off and get a F**king adolescence

    cough cough, night night.

  4. 4 Mike E August 31, 2006 at 10:17 pm

    Heart, yeah. A bit embarassing but What can I say?

    Hmm.

    What were you Into at that age? Oh yeah. Galloway bought Piper at the Gates — a New Release at the time — when he was 14.

    So you’re Cooler than me. By quantum loops. But hey:

    This is the part of my reply where I respectfully don’t mention your considerable Age.

    A thousand thanks Galloway!

  5. 5 velmalikevelvet September 1, 2006 at 12:41 pm

    dude, you think *heart* is embarrassing?!? try John freakin’ Denver fer chrissakes. with your parents. i was born a dork, i shall die a dork. up with dorks!!

  6. 6 galloway September 2, 2006 at 7:11 am

    Correction: I’ll be 55 in October so I guess I was a little out when I said I bought Piper when I was 14; must have been nearer 11 or 12.

    Just to keep the record straight

  7. 7 Mike E September 4, 2006 at 12:25 am

    55 eh? Well. They say you get Smarter when you get older.

    Galloway is living proof.


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