When I was in college, my boyfriend gave away everything except his car and his Fender Rhodes so he could move to New Orleans and learn how to play music like Dr. John. Never did I imagine one day I would be singing with the Night Tripper himself and helping him organize a tribal gathering to help heal the waters of the Gulf in the wake of the BP oil spill. The photos below are from a concert we performed together, a benefit called Soulfire for the Gulf.
When Mac heard me sing for the first time he told me, "Girl, you are baaaaaaaaaaaad." And that was a good thing. 💃 He had an influence on my life in ways I can't even explain. My heart is with his family in NOLA and around the world. Rock in peace, Mac. Rock. In. Peace.
