Oh yeah....Karen....I forgot to ask: Where's the tinsel, beads, liquor and Blues .wav's?
I'm working on a sound package to go along with it. I've got some snippets of Justin Wilson's "I gare-oon-TEE!" in that quaint cajun accent of his, some music I'm clipping up of some street musicians on Bourbon Street, the hoots and hollers of bead solicitors, and I'm going to end it all with the wailing sirens of NOLA's finest clearing the streets. My vision is an entire Mardi Gras suite, so that anybody who doesn't have the time or the money can install the suite, pour themselves a cold one, get on the net to watch the BourboCam, and experience Carnival in a virtual way without the threat of ending up in jail, waking up with a strange tattoo and no memory of how it got there, or experiencing the nightmare of having to use the bathroom in the worst way, and no facilities available without a cover charge. Oh, and I forgot...without the faint all-permiating smell of urine that experiencing New Orleans always brings.
Oh how I wish I had access to Dixie Brewery's Darkened Voodoo Lager here in Central Florida!
