Some explanation is required. My day-to-day persona is that of Owen Courreges, Attorney at Law. However, on Thursday evenings I have been breaking out my 1923 Brunswick suitcase phonograph at the Bayou Bar in the Hotel Pontchartrain. There, I play 78 rpm records as my alter ego – D.J. Luddite (because D.J. Luddite eschews modern technology).
It’s kind of like Garth Brooks and his rock alter ego Chris Gaines, only far less lame and pretentious. Well, at least less pretentious.
However, for the past few weeks I’ve been absent. Music has been silenced at Bayou Bar. This is regrettable, because Bayou Bar has a storied history in the music community. Reportedly Cole Porter played here somewhat inconsistently on weekends for about twelve years. Frank Sinatra and Frankie Lane used Bayou Bar as their watering hole, and are even rumored to have performed on occasion.