Now New Orleans Really Has the Delta Blues

Part of the Superdome's roof has been ripped off during Hurricane Whatever and there are over nine thousand people sitting in those bleacher chair seats as I type this, looking up and wondering when the rest of the roof will go. The New Orlean Saints football team has not stayed to defend its turf, despite all the macho NFL talk about defending your turf, but have instead hopped on a jetliner many days early to play a preseason game against the Raiders in Oakland. They have never had a good defense so I am not surprised; during seige warfare in the Middle Ages teams like the Saints would have gotten their wimpy asses kicked.

I don't know why so many people would choose to stay and fight off 150 mile an hr. winds, but I am sure this will influence blues music many, many years to come, injecting a new, vital strain of windy desperation into an already soulful sound. Where is B.B. King when New Orleans needs him most? He should put a guitar over his shoulder and walk headfirst into the strongest winds, shouting about how his baby left him until Hurricane Whatever gives up and goes away, realizing there is no greater pain that all the things B.B. King has already suffered during his lifetime.