Gentrification and its Discontents: Notes from New Orleans

I’d like to call attention to this thorough piece by one of my absolute favorite thinkers in New Orleans: Rich Campanella, geographical historian and bike riding New Orleanian.
Gentrification is the opposite of community; it is the warning bugle call from those who used to wear armor and thunder into your town on horses, trampling the less fortunate and sticking their flag on your home. It’s war and those of us who want a city and not fake facades aren’t going quietly.
As you can see, my definition of gentrification is entirely negative and has to do with the imposition of new values and traditions on top of existing ones. It also is entirely tied to the commodity of place, and the dollar value rather than any other.

Love Rich’s analysis of N.O. gentrification in this piece (which sparked a very lively discussion for months around town) even though I don’t necessarily agree with his timeline. Gutter punks as the start of gentrification? I don’t think that group has anything to do with this topic) and then hipsters second? I’d say hipsters come much later in the game, maybe right after the gentry actually. The use of bourgeois bohemians is spot on (as is their attendance at the farmers market on Saturdays!), but where are the up and coming artists (who sometimes become the gentry by the next generation) or the gay urbanists or even the temporary natives who land in gentrifying spaces when they first come?

Gentrification and its Discontents: Notes from New Orleans | Newgeography.com.

Echoes of community

There is often a bittersweet air to these posts that I find reporting the loss of one of the bygone characters of the Quarter and the Marigny. When you read the details, you can almost hear and see the late nights and shared experiences in these groups of friends having fun while also struggling to find their own way. In this blog piece are the names of some of our literary folks who, back in the day, were working toward something, something that they achieved in this case.
It’s the same as when I read about the group that started the Arts And Crafts Club back in the 1920s, or the friends who began Southern Decadence or Barkus or Tiptina’s; I can hear the laughter and fun that they had while doing it.
I’m glad that camaraderie is alive and well with new groups of friends and colleagues in the Quarter working on their own future.

LEJ's Blog: 02/01/2013 – 03/01/2013.

Great song, scene from King Creole

Some of the most gorgeous shots of New Orleans ever captured on film. Worth it just for that.

what was old is new again…

Unfortunately, we haven’t seen tracks return to the Quarter, but boy, getting closer and closer…

WPA removing car tracks on Burgundy Street near Dumaine Street, 1937.

WPA removing car tracks on Burgundy Street near Dumaine Street, 1937.

Jazz drummer, popular WWOZ radio host Bob French dies

Bob French, drummer, bandleader and radio host – a direct link to the very beginnings of jazz, has passed away. For those of us that had the pleasure of meeting him, we will remember that cantankerous New Orleanian always, with love and respect.
Mr. French, YOU kept the groove alive. Thank you.

Jazz drummer, popular WWOZ radio host Bob French dies | wwltv.com New Orleans.

Door’s open, 24 hours a day.

Love this story and I’ll remind my friends that I predicted it would happen. Anne Rice wants to come home.
Our most prolific, successful and colorful native author had a string of incredibly bad luck in her last years in NoLa and understandably went to where she felt life might be easier and closer to  her author son. That bad luck includes a feud with ridiculous Popeyes magnate Al Copeland (go look at St. Charles-she was right ), bad health for her and the loss of her talented artist husband Stan. Enough to make anyone go to Breaux Mart for some packing boxes!
I thought she was moving too fast and worried that she would regret selling her house and belongings ( actually was biking by during one of the sales at the orphanage and bought some great black turtlenecks and if I had seen her that day, I would have put my 2 cents in and told her so but what was done was done.)
Now she is homesick and wants to come home and I say, COME ON!
We need personalities like hers to come home.
Anyone out there who has read “The Feast Of All Saints” knows she gets the Quarter.  The Mayfair books were the best historical New Orleans saga I’ve ever read-you know she gets it and makes our city sound great.

Come on back Mrs. Rice. I’ll buy you the first round of muffalettas.

Anne Rice story

Newcomb pottery

One of the glorious history lessons of the 20th century in New Orleans- Newcomb Pottery, part of the arts and craft movement of the 1920s. D yourself a favor and take a look at this exhibit.

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