Friday, November 25, 2011

Coco Robicheaux, R.I.P.

He's dead, damnit; he's in the Spiritland.

Here's a short post by Mark Folse, a New Orleans writer/blogger.  It sums Coco up really well.  
New Orleans musical and spiritual icon Coco Robicheaux is walking with the ancestors. One candle goes out and a thousand new are lighted in mourning and memory. Go with sage and sweet grass, go with a song and a bottle, go with a guitar in hand and bring New Orleans to the spirit land.

“I had to use my voice and hands/To make the music of the spirit land.”
– Coco Robicheaux

I saw Mr. Robicheaux at Jazz Fest several years ago & completely enjoyed his music.  I was able to personally thank him, things are wonderfully casual & sincere in New Orleans.  & his hair was longer than Crystal Gayle's. & he was really cool in an appearance in Treme, a post-Katrina series on HBO (y'all should really watch this show), rooster blood everywhere.  Another thing that's bad is that he was only two years older than I am, makes me worry.



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