• Chapter Two: Jazzfest

    Jazz Fest, Day One! Do not mind the ominous rain clouds. It never rained, and it was never unspeakably hot because it wasn’t sunny either. Best weather we had. If only we had known what was to come…

    Schedule for Thursday. There was A LOT going on.

    Crowds on Day One (Thursday). Notice how you can see patches of grass. This wouldn’t be happening on Saturday. Estimated attendance (they don’t actually count tickets or ‘sell out’ of tickets) is usually 60,000-70,000 people on weekdays and about 80,000-90,000 on weekends.

    Best drum major EVAR.

    In the Blues tent. I wish I had taken a picture of the guy up front who couldn’t stay in his seat through this whole performance. He came to get down. 

    Friday. Hot, sunny, and sweaty. Laura and I are sexy.

    Crawfish Monica. SHUT UP. This is basically spicy mac-and-cheese with crawfish. We ate this every day of Jazz Fest. 

    Thursday night, Florence! I’m not a huge fan, so I wasn’t sure what to expect, but Laura described her “a bit of an odd duck” so clearly it was going to be awesome. She’s an amazing performer. Good times. 

    Grace Potter on Friday. We tried to listen but mostly all we do was sit and try not to touch anything because of the sweating. Ugh. Friday was rough.

    Ne-Yo on Saturday. He was pretty amazing, actually.  Also, his female dancers were fantastic, and I can’t imagine how overheated they must have been. By the time his set was over, he had thrown basically his entire outfit but his pants into the crowd. New Orleans in May is not playing around with weather.

    End of our Jazzfest experience.  One of the best parts about Jazzfest is that the last act is off by 7pm, so you have time to go home, shower off the sweat, lay around in air conditioning for awhile, then go out and go dancing till 3am (as we did on Friday). 

One Responseso far.

  1. Meghan says:

    Anything that combines music, seafood, and adorable little drum majors HAS to be good.

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