the White Bitch

After much deliberation, I have decided that the White Bitch has to be the best musician in the city of New Orleans.

I saw him for the third time in two months last night at the Mermaid Lounge; probably the last show I'll ever go to there. I think it was ee cummings who said, "if it has to happen, then this is a beautiful way" (or something like that). White Bitch, Ray Bong, MC Gregory, Ratty Scurvix and the drummer tore it up, as usual. Plus, they closed out their set with back-to-back Prince covers. Fuckin A. I love the junkyard funk, and thus White Bitch edges out Glorybee as my favorite NO show of the year (though Glorybee's gig at the Resevoir House earlier this year is a close second).

In addition, however, to seeing White Bitch several times in the past couple months and each time staring with fanboy glee, I saw him at lunch today. I worry that I know far too much about the White Bitch, now that I know the restaurant at which he works (it's down in the Bywater). Actually, I know the clothing store where the Lord Hoffa of Glorybee works, too, but that's a bit more expected since it's uptown and a vintage store. Whatever.

Moral of the story: if you're in New Orleans, and have a special affinity for junkyard funk (think Midnite Vultures but lo-fi), falsettos, &etc, then check out the White Bitch, wherever he's playing, whenever he's playing.

Note to White Bitch: when are you getting the projector fired up again? I miss the whole A/V touch.