Megacity and a Farewell for Kino Proby

Jess- dad plays in two bands, each of which played the night that I got into Portland, Maine. Ironically, he played at a bar called The Big Easy. Weird.





The first band to play is Megacity. Jess writes the music for this one. The members are all wearing Kino Proby shirts in honor of the band to follow, as last night was it's last night playing in Maine.






This is Kino Proby. They are tribute band to Kino, conceived by singer and song writer Viktor Tsoi, a fantastically popular Russian rock and roll star who wasn't favored by the USSR government. You really should read the history of Kinomania, it's a treat.

Russians from all over seek out Kino Proby and, some being original fans from the 80s, rock out like crazed nostalgics during the sets.

During the show, they were wearing black and I hate using flash so this is all I will show ( I swear, I'm going to get a Nikon D70 when I can, with a bounce flash)... If you want to see better pictures, go to the picture session on their website.

Their last show ever will be in Boston at The All Asian Cafe, on Saturday May 20. Jarlath, one of the creators and main steam behind the band is moving to Russia to be closer to the spirit of Viktor.

Going to Maine

My sister is having a BAY BAY and this weekend is her shower. Yeah, I am in both pictures, but as you can see, it's hard to find the perfect picture opportunity with these two. I resort to tricks.

Manna-mom























Jess-Dad


I am really happy that she is having a kid first. Having been brought into thisworld 8 years before her, I had the market cornered on a bunch of firsts. Hooray, Manna!

Scenes from Maine:



















The Greer's back yard and Back Road, Alfred Maine




The Marsh, on the way to Kennebunk and Beach Rocks


























My mom's back woods

Ruthie Monday V

Ruth-Anne in the Garden, with Hibiscus:

New Orleans East Yet, May 2006

Creepy:

Sunflowers of New Orleans East

Seed scattered by the storm has brought a little color to a dismal landscape:

Dickie + Christine = Stella Evangeline

New Baby Here!

Dickie

Christine

Stella

photo by one of the parents

Stella Evangeline arrived on Cinco de Mayo. Is there a theme here?

Picture-Sneaker-Inners

Ever realize that someone really wants to be in your picture? There are tons of them pic-sneaks out there...

One

Two

Three!

Actually, Jessie (the guy in the picture) pointed her out to me after the shots were taken. He definitely looks like he knows.

Festers aren't very subtle. She was highly visible all over the fairgrounds that day. Maybe her boots and cherry bikini top made her stick out?

All That's Left Are the Hairpins

For those who know her, below are a few pictures of the lovely Ana, who blew through town from Austin for about a second as she passed in her Senior Thesis for UNO.





Congratulations Ana!

Ruthie Monday IV

People Watching at Jazz Fest 2006, Installment II

Love.

People Watching at Jazz Fest 2006

The John Deere Dress:

The tractor-print dress fits in well with the mud being tromped around from the reqiusite Jazz Fest rainstorm.

Kids Favorite Jazz Fest Spot

Carrollton Hunters Mardi Gras Indians 2006:




Not quite the same as finding them on the street, but just as beautiful.

Ruthie Monday III (Early)

As per Ms. Norma's request, I tried to get Ruth-Anne to stretch out beside the yard stick. Fat chance. BUT, I am an 8.5 shoe...my jazz-fest-mudd-splashed foot is exactly 9.5 inches high. She is exactly one Nik-foot high. I will come up with more creative ways to show her relative size in the future.

She weighs 7 pounds...she has gained two since I got her on March 31rst. Her birthday is January 5, 2006.

It's Jazz Fest...2006

Time for good food, good music and REALLY bad fashion.


It is sweet, though. And the Cuban Sandwich bit it this year, actually. Sorry. Not enough pickles!
The Natchitoches Meat pies still rock, though. I bee-line it for that booth RIGHT AWAY. First stop.

Can't even concentrate on my husband while waiting in line for one:

Then I get the Rose Mint Iced Tea...which Miranda was kind enough to hold for me.

Lower Ninth Ward Today: II

On a porch, a glass angel with see-through wings and fiber optics:





Correction: The photos shown in this series are from the area bounded by Claiborne Ave, Florida Ave, The Inner Harbor Canal and around Choctaw Street:

Map from Mapquest.com

Sorry. I forgot that I crossed Claiborne.

Lower Ninth Ward Today: I

Haven't done this yet. Here's the first:



The pictures I post are from a batch taken in the Lower Ninth Ward Saturday, April 22, 2006. All shots are from the area bordered by the canal, Claiborne Avenue, St. Claude Avenue and Lizardi Street:

Signage

St. Charles and Erato

Usually, these signs would be up for a month or so after the election. Today, I was shocked to see that they were already gone. I think that Mitch and Ray must have recycled. Good for them.

I have been pretty quiet about the elections. I am sitting here reading, watching and waiting just like everyone else. I voted for Mitch, though I really wanted to vote for Ray...I really did. More on that later, though. Festering up for a good blab during the run-off. Putting a finger on something political in New Orleans is such a crapshot. That's what it feels like right now. Hell, it always has. But this waiting thing that hangs over the city is really illuminated by the election debates. It's part of the trauma.

How can we really know what lies ahead?

Ruthie Monday II

Technically, I know, it's Tuesday but I am really busy starting up a new business right now. Sorry Ruthie Fans...
I think these are neat, even if a little blurry.

In the Narnian forest:

Shaking Hands With Ray

Ray was out today, on Martin Luther King Boulevard and Claiborne, shaking hands and talking with the public. I was in the passengers seat, but Miranda got to slap hands with him and we got this Lady-of-Guadalupe-ish flyer to boot.