Today’s New York Times has a great story about the new Fats Domino album, Alive and kickin'. The title says it all, bless him.
It took me a while to grasp the human tragedy of Hurricane Katrina. In fact that when I heard that the richest country in the world was flooded because, instead of investing in defences against an entirely preventable disaster, it had spent everything on blowing up another country, the first two words to occur to me were probably t**gh sh*t. It wasn’t until I received a text message from frayed that Fats Domino was missing that I started to think about the human side of what was happening.
Fats Domino! One of the founders of rock ‘n’ roll lost in the floods at the age of 78. The singer of “Walking to New Orleans” -- missing. That made me feel really bad.
I needn’t have worried though. Fats explains that he wasn't too nervous while he was awaiting rescue "I had my little wine and a couple of beers with me; I'm all right."
Looters took all his gold records though—there’s something very poignant about that. Anyway, check out that guy at the top of the entry, he doesn’t look so bad for a someone who has just survived an experience as a 78-year-old refugee does he? Alive and kickin’. Hell yeah.