Various Artists - New Orleans R & B Crescent City Classics (2006) Acrobat 2 x CD + Booklet - Rare R&B (FLAC)

Long deleted and now expensive to purchase...I got this album as a new release and never thought about sharing it until i got into a conversation online with pmac. Most of these records were recorded at Cosimo Matassa,s J&M studios on rampart st..these are the original recordings as a lot are not up on youtube just remakes and live performances..Many soul fans in particular make the grave mistake of instantly dismissing these roots of our music..So do yourselves a favour, just sit down and let these gems take over control of your ears..Rather than me rant on, the BOOKLET has all the in depth info you need explained in great detail....Here,s an anecdote from Pmac native of NO..." I have some Fats’ stories!... First met him when I was in high school – he lived close to the school I attended. When I was a senior (1976) I had the “job” of leading the football team on neighborhood runs during the offseason to try to keep everyone in shape. We often passed Fats’ house and he was usually sitting on his front porch, beer in hand, and would wave and start singing “Hold that Tiger” as we passed (school nickname was Tigers). So, one day, he asks me to come back after the run because he has a “job” for me. I go back, and he brings me to the trunk of his Cadillac and opens it – there’s about 8 cases of Heineken stored there. Asked if I can bring them into his kitchen for him. Gladly do so, and when I go to leave he tells me to sit and “visit” for awhile, and he opens a beer and hands it to me. Sat there for about an hour drinking beer with Fats and talking about NO. When I leave, he hands me $20 and 2 6 packs.........Fast forward to 2008, a couple of years after Katrina. It’s a Sunday night in August and I’m at a bar (of course!) that was next to my then rental house, and drinking with a friend of mine,a pianist. Its getting late for a Sunday and we’re about to call it a night when his cell rings, and I can only hear his side of the call. He tells the person that he can’t do it tonight because he doesn’t have a car and its too far to take a cab. I take my keys out and wave them in front of his face and he quickly tells the person he can be there in 30 mins and writes down the address. So, I drive my friend to a house on the other side of the river, where he is to meet a friend of a friend, a woman who needs to get a piano tuned for her father who now lives with her. We pull up to the house, really nice 2 story one, and my friend says come in with him to keep him company. We knock on the door and a 40 year old African American woman opens it and thanks us for coming, because her dad now lives with her, and he’s not doing well, but she got him a piano to play and it needs to be tuned. my friend tunes it in about 15 mins, and the lady asks if we can wait a few more so that she can go get her dad from upstairs and see if he’s happy with it. Next thing you know, Fats is walking in the damn room. He sits at the piano and starts playing some of his classics and humming along. Stops and looks at us. Tells us thanks for coming out on a Sunday night, and he has a gift for us. Goes to a bookcase and pulls out 2 of his albums and autographs both, tells his daughter to go get some cold ones from the fridge and she comes back with a six pack of Heinekens. I told him the story about my high school job, and he laughed about it (said he remembered but I’m certain he was just being nice). He also handed my friend 3 $100 bills which he refused to accept"....Thanks for that pmac,intriguing story!...He sounds like a really nice guy. 

AMM 

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