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289 pages, Kindle Edition
Published September 5, 2023
I’ve been a fan of New Orleans music ever since I saw “Dr. John the Nitetripper” (Mac Rebennack) perform in full New Orleans voodoo gris-gris regalia in the early 1970’s. One can’t be a fan of New Orleans music for long before being introduced to the Mighty Mighty Neville Brothers; I’ve thus been a fan of Aaron Neville and the rest of Nevilles for close to fifty years!
The Neville Brothers are a Louisiana family band specializing in a mix of soul/funk/R&B that formed in New Orleans in 1976. The original band members were brothers Art Neville, Charles Neville, Aaron Neville, Cyril Neville, and Aaron’s son Ivan Neville. The original band has spawned a host of musical groups composed of various members of the extended Neville family. They are widely regarded as one of the first families of present day New Orleans music. Aaron Neville was the lead singer in the original group.
This is Aaron Neville’s memoir, and he has filled his story with intriguing tales. He speaks knowledgably and at length about two particular topics: (1) it is a “who’s who” of 1950’s musicians from the genres of doo-wop, soul, and swampwater funk; and (2) it's a manual of street drug use and culture in the second half of the twentieth century. Drugs as in long-term intravenous opiate use. (This may be the only memoir ever penned by a heroin addict who lived to be eighty years old.)
This volume made me realize that I don’t understand New Orleans street slang or dialect (e.g., “He had a ratty walk, kind of hipty dipty, that was real cool…”) (p.26).
Aaron Neville is known for having a three-inch-long homemade facial tattoo of a dagger on his left cheek. To commemorate the occasion of his sixteenth birthday, he asked a friend to tattoo his face with burnt matchsticks. His father was so mad (“...pissed to the highest of pissivity”) that he forced Aaron to try to scrub the tattoo off his cheek with a Brillo pad and Octagon soap. Aaron noted wryly that “The skin came off, but the tattoo stayed.” (p. 41).
Aaron Neville asserts that he was an experienced car thief as a teen in New Orleans. The author provides directions for hot-wiring cars so that they would start without a key: “Cars were so easy to steal back then. All you needed was the silver paper from a cigarette pack, put it on the three screws behind the ignition and put it in neutral, and the car started.” (p. 41).
Aaron Neville seems to have taken life on its own terms and managed to enjoy most of it.
My rating: 7/10, finished 4/9/24 (3929).