I met Roger and we marched on over to Buffa's Lounge for the show. The opening set went well. The crowd was enjoying the music and I hung out with that Rajuh, Renee, my sister-in-law, and some old friends of the family who came to the show.
The guys took a short break and then started the second set in rousing fashion. Not long into the first song, two New Orleans policemen strode into the bar. Renee was taking pictures of the band and jokingly snapped a photo of one of them. The officer did not look amused. I knew something was up.
As the guys ended the song, the bar's owner and/or manager came out and announced that the cops had shut down the music for the night due to noise complaints from the neighbors. At first, we were all stunned into silence. Then we broke into a loud burst of cheering that certainly did not further endear Buffa's to the neighborhood. We howled, clapped and hooted for several minutes. The owner and/or manager had to come out again to ask us to calm down so that she didn't go to jail. She did promise that this would not happen again because they were grandfathered in to have live music at that location. And she assured us that they would have all the proper documentation handy for all future shows.
I didn't take as many pictures as I'd hoped since the music ended so suddenly. I do like the silhouette of Dale playing bass guitar below.