September 1, 2008

September 01, 2008 02:19 AM

Tonight, New Orleans is on my mind. I’m reminded of the night of Katrina when tossing and turning as I lay in bed, I felt my mother’s presence hovering over me and I saw childhood scenes flash before me of my Great Aunt and Uncle’s townhouse near the Quarter. Hours ago, as I left a photo shoot and recording session of “The Sweet Meat Love And Holy Cult”, one of the band members was singing ‘When The Levee Breaks.’ Hearing this made my stomach churn in uncertainty.