02-20-2022, 10:52 PM
A New Orleans memory:
My freshman year of college, our team went to the Sugar Bowl. I met up there with a bunch of my disreputable high school buddies, including the Valedictorian who'd gotten a full ride to Tulane.
Very early on New Year's Day, we found ourselves at a Tulane student bar that had the first CD jukebox I'd ever seen (this was the mid-to-late-80's). It offered the then-novel option to pick any song from the dozens of albums that were loaded up within. I zipped through until I found Led Zeppelin, cued up a banger from side two, and ordered a Jack and Coke (which seemed an otherworldly-exotic thing to do for a 19-year-old from a dry county in Alabama) as the jukebox rolled into my selection.
The song, of course, was "When The Levee Breaks."
My freshman year of college, our team went to the Sugar Bowl. I met up there with a bunch of my disreputable high school buddies, including the Valedictorian who'd gotten a full ride to Tulane.
Very early on New Year's Day, we found ourselves at a Tulane student bar that had the first CD jukebox I'd ever seen (this was the mid-to-late-80's). It offered the then-novel option to pick any song from the dozens of albums that were loaded up within. I zipped through until I found Led Zeppelin, cued up a banger from side two, and ordered a Jack and Coke (which seemed an otherworldly-exotic thing to do for a 19-year-old from a dry county in Alabama) as the jukebox rolled into my selection.
The song, of course, was "When The Levee Breaks."