Loose Morals

Last night a band of musicians that referred to themselves as the Loose Morals, Loose Marbles or the Royal Bandits, depending on who you talked to, played in a doorway on Frenchmen Street until daybreak. It was wonderful music you---at least ten musicians and, with all but one Hawaiian shirted clarinet player, they looked and postured like they were ready to ride the Depression rails. The sound was traditional New Orleans jazz but with an edge of Django Reinhardt sound. This was good, and free.