I wasn’t planning to go to Jazz Fest 2011. Seeing MyNameIsJohnMichael or Trombone Shorty, and devouring a soft-shell crab po-boy or a Cajun duck po-boy, wasn’t in my plans. Instead, I had been content just recommending the New Orleans Bingo Show! to friends. But when my sister called with an offer of $10 tickets, I couldn’t turn it down. With a wedding coming up, $60 tickets were out of the question, but $10? That was doable.
Unfortunately, my wife, Cristina, couldn’t join me. She was attending a conference in Orlando that coincided with her sister’s graduation from UCF. However, with her blessing, I embarked on a Jazz Fest adventure with my sister, Natalie, who has type 1 diabetes and had never been to the festival before. (Yes, I’m using the Chekhov’s gun)
Starting with Jazz Fest Food
We arrived a little later than planned, just missing Shamarr Allen. Since we were both hungry, food was our first stop. Natalie opted for jambalaya, which she said was “very good.” I, as tradition dictates, headed straight for a soft-shell crab po-boy, my must-have Jazz Fest food. Along with a Coke, a Diet Coke, and a couple of waters to combat dehydration, we were ready to dive into the day.
Interenstingly enough, later in between bands, a person asked some out of towners if they had tried any of the food. I remember the girl responding with disdain saying, “No, it’s just festival food.”
Poor, sweet summer child.
The person asking the question when into a litany of why that was wrong and why Jazz Fest is a place to go for food. She then turned to me, and on cue, I responded, “I really only came because of the food.”
That was true until MyNameIsJohnMichael came on stage.
Discovering Local Music: MyNameIsJohnMichael
After eating, we made our way to the Gentilly Stage, catching the end of Shamarr Allen’s set. Next up was MyNameIsJohnMichael, a band I’d heard a few times on Last.fm. Watching their live performance sealed the deal—I went home and bought their album on iTunes that night. Any band that bangs a chain on a garbage can deserves my fandom! Even Natalie, who typically prefers mainstream radio pop, was impressed.
Trombone Shorty and the Jazz Fest 2011 Crowd
Next, we stayed at Gentilly for Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue, a Jazz Fest staple. The energy in the crowd was palpable, and Natalie was loving it-until she wasn’t. I taught in New Orleans pre-Katrina and worked with the great musical teacher Clyde Kerr, Jr. One time he got Shorty to come play with him for our students in what I consider the greatest musical moment of my life. Teaching does have its perks.
If you ever get to get to see Trombone Shorty perform, do so.
Out of nowhere, she went from dancing and clapping to looking unsteady and pale. At first, I assumed it was her blood sugar, but she struggled to communicate, mumbling incoherently. Thankfully, the people around us (who had been enjoying “herbal refreshments”) turned out to be doctors. Together, we helped Natalie sit down and rehydrate. It wasn’t her blood sugar after all—just a sudden case of heat exhaustion.
This moment epitomized Jazz Fest for me: strangers coming together to help in a time of need. After a short rest and a bottle of water (which Shorty impressively held one note through), we decided to take it easy for the rest of the day.
Seeking Shade and Spiritual Renewal
To cool off, we headed to one of the covered tents. Watson Memorial Teaching Ministries was performing, and their soulful gospel show gave us both a chance to relax and reflect. The shade, music, and gratitude for Natalie’s recovery set the perfect tone for the rest of the day.
Ending the Day with More Food and Music
Before leaving, we grabbed two more po-boys: Cajun duck for me and fried alligator for Natalie. We caught part of the New Birth Brass Band’s set and even listened to Jimmy Buffett from a distance, avoiding the crowds.
On the shuttle back to our car, we heard The Strokes performing “Last Night” as the perfect soundtrack to end the day. Exhausted but grateful, we headed home, thankful for an unforgettable Jazz Fest 2011 experience.
Why Jazz Fest is Perfect for Families
From the incredible local music to the unbeatable food, Jazz Fest is more than a music festival—it’s a cultural experience. Whether you’re discovering new bands, enjoying po-boys in the sun, or making lifelong memories with family, Jazz Fest offers something for everyone. For nerdy families like ours, it’s a chance to bond over music, food, and the unique charm of New Orleans.
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