I just arrived in New Orleans this morning, where I'll be hanging out for about a week. I'm laying low for a while to do some writing, but this coming Wednesday I'll be speaking for the very first time in my hometown. (Details here). Interestingly, tomorrow night my brother Davy, the jazz ace, is also having his first show in New Orleans since Katrina forced him to flee and relocate in Brooklyn ten months ago. So it's an important span of time for the Mooneys here in New Orleans; we're doing double homecomimgs. I'll let you know how it goes....
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My brother Davy, a talented young jazz guitarist, is the subject of a lengthy profile in today's edition of the New Orleans Times Picayune. The occasion? He got through a grueling competition and so became the first of seven students admitted into the Thelonious Monk Institute of Jazz Performance'…
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