Saturday, March 04, 2006

The Day The Music Died

It's been six months since Hurricane Katrina. Most of the people who left New Orleans are still homeless. Many will never go back. The music community scattered to the corners of the country and are doing what musicians do: making their way the best they can.

The Big Easy will be rebuilt, but it won't be the same. So, with thanks to Don McLean:

Were you there when the storm arrived
did you have faith that you'd survive
that times were tough, but things would be okay?
Did you ignore Katrina's fist
did you think we would not be missed
did you sit back to hear the music play?
Oh, we'll never hear those songs again
for the blues have claimed too many men
We were blinded by the rain
and drowned in the hurricane.
As the city staggered in the waves
the floods rose up and filled the graves
and some were lost and some were saved
the day the music died.
Singing: Bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee broke down
The bluesmen played while the city was drowned
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die.

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