I'm originally from New Orleans, and while my folks were still alive, visited there quite frequantly. The album this is from, also called "coming down" captures Katrina (pre and post) Era New Orleans better than almost any other I can think of. I had heard an NPR interview with Anders years before this, and kept wanting to listen to him. One year, pre Katrina, we were in town during Jazz Fest (which I am not crazy about—but all the bands play in neighborhood bars during those weeks. Anders was playing with 3 musicians from Bonerama—the trap drummer, a tenor sax and a tuba player (electric—if you've never heard a live tuba through say, a Depth Charge, you don't know what you're missing!) In any case, seriously solid N.O. Funk—and in my opinion Funk was absolutely created in New Orleans. If you doubt me, I can direct you to recordings by the various Mardi Gras Indian chiefs' battle songs. They were basically, the Meters. ANYWAY. after getting to hear his opener, a 90ish year old Snooks Eaglin, (Allen Toussant’s favorite pick up guitarist because he “knew every song”), (and who died shortly afterwards), Anders came out, looking like someone who had just done several lines, which I think proved to be the case. He was a wild man, phenomenal, I think my son said he was like Duane Alman channeling Jimi. A long long set, though he kept disappearing every half hour or so, and would then come back, juiced up again.
This album has none of that. Maybe just one notable electric guitar part. (Tuba is frequently providing the bass.) But what songs! He just released a cover, Southern Man, and it’s worth a listen. My strong sense is he’s “cleaned up” now, and his art hasn’t suffered. He’s on my list of people not to miss when he comes around the area. A Scandinavian, who was backpacking through America in his teens, hit NewOrleans, and became infatuated with the blues, and became a busker.