If you've never caught a Kermit Ruffins show, pack a bag, and head to New Orleans. Preferably on a Thursday night when the man temporarily lays down his trumpet and wields his barbeque tongs outside of his weekly show at Vaughan's bar in the Bywater neighborhood. Team Drunkard makes a point of it whenever we are in NOLA.
Ice Cream Man photographer "Crash" Hattori managed to snap pics of both the jazzman's talents, featured above . . .
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