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Build Me An Ark At My Command

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But not a drop to drink.

Josh Jackson

There's really no bright side to incessant rain on the first weekend of Jazz Fest. I waded in ankle-deep water at times, sheltered from the torrent by a single-ply garbage bag that doubled as my festival parka.

Thunder and lightning shut down music on the large open stages for a while, but the music under the smaller tent stages continued. I spent the majority of Friday afternoon in the gospel tent, gathering my spirit together while the exodus of non-believers continued to pour out of the New Orleans Fairgrounds.

It was a genuine tent revival yesterday. Joe King led Shades of Praise, an interracial and intergenerational choir. Then Irma Thomas, the soul queen of New Orleans, singing Mahalia Jackson, the gospel queen of New Orleans. God bless the queens.

Naturally, the weather contributed to some programming choices:

I may have heard the longest performance of "Didn't It Rain" ever. I had this line floating in my head the remainder of the day.

The Lord called Noah and gave him a plan
Said: "Build me an ark at my command"

There's a 70% chance of rain today in New Orleans. An ark may come in handy. I'm at least willing to repent if I can get a ride on one.

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