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I grew up in an ethnically mixed neighborhood in Atlantic
City called the inlet, a sliver of downward mobility poking
into the black ghetto. My Dad was in the entertainment business and I used to hang
out around the corner from where he worked: Kentucky Avenue, the heart
of black nightlife, rife with chicken and rib joints and great music
clubs like The Horseshoe Bar and the Wonder Gardens. After High School I
went on to college, and, for a while, it looked like I was either going to be an
intellectual or an adman. Then my friend Vic turned me on to reefer and
I escaped those particular fates. I moved to New Orleans, planing to be another
(but less neurotic) R. Crumb. I lived in the Quarter in the middle of
music, nightlife and a rich outsider culture. I became a working artist becoming
aware of the rich folk traditions of the region, the Mardi Gras Indians,
jazz funerals, black visionary art and, by direct descent, the art of
the Islands, of Central American peoples and the arts of Africa. Somehow I find myself
living in New York but have always maintained both a spiritual
connection and physical presence in New Orleans, returning there 4 or 5
times a year, sometimes for extended periods. When I die I want a Jazz Funeral. If
Im lucky enough to be so honored. | ARTIST OPTIONS |
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