-By Eric Hansen of Deseret News
Life can be measured by the things on your
"bucket list" and the things you never knew were on there in the first
place. They include those truly memorable nights in your life that when
someone asks about them, or when something reminds you, you can't help
but pause for a moment and smile.
One of those nights happened
for me in New Orleans a year ago with my sisters. After a great meal on a
balmy night, we sat down and heard some live jazz. It was real, New
Orleans jazz — in the heart of the French Quarter.
The music, beats and
improvisation were so infectious that the slapping of my hands on the
tops of my thighs would later turn to bruises. I slapped with such gusto
that I couldn't help myself.
I tried to be more careful Sunday night at Red Butte Garden as the Preservation Hall Jazz Band took the stage, but it was hard.
The large band, clad in attire
that could pass for costumes from the movie "Men In Black," delicately
wailed — if that's possible — from one classic to the next.
Kicking it off with "They Come
to Play" and "On the Bayou," the band, featuring guitar, mandolin,
banjo, fiddle, clarinet, piano and plenty of brass, talked little and
played a lot and seemed to have a fantastic time doing so.
In a joint effort, much like
the CD released in 2011, the Preservation Hall Jazz Band played with the
Del McCoury band, creating a night of vintage New Orleans jazz, with a
little bit of classic bluegrass sprinkled in...
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