America, Countries, Music

King for the day in Memphis

For Dutchie it was his first paying gig and few better places than BB’s Blues Club, he was what he‘d always wanted to be… King for the day in Memphis.

You don’t, of course, have to possess the guitar-playing abilities of Dutchie to fulfil your musical dreams in Memphis.

Or be asked by Muriel to do a little number at ‘the Hollywood’ to be rockin’ in Memphis.

You just ideally need the services of insiders who know the town.

Like, say our friends at Irish travel providers Cassidy.

Anyone for Tennessee

King’s way: On Beale

Memphis, and Tennessee as a whole, has indeed been richly blessed for music.

Maybe that’s down to the gospel choirs or their antithesis, the devil’s drinking dens that spawned the likes of Robert Johnson.

Who famously sold his soul to the Devil so he could play perfect Blues guitar.

But Memphis, adopted home of WC Handy, BB, Elvis Presley, Isaac Hayes and actual birthplace of JT, Justin Timberlake, is the gift that keeps on giving.

I got rhythm

Sing like a King: Sun Studio

As are Cassidy’s, who again bring us another package ‘Rhythms of the South, which is music to our ears, a four-nighter from €1,529 with flights from Dublin.

You’ll travel out on December 2 and get to stay four nights at the 3* Holiday Inn Nashville.

And three nights at the 4* Doubletree Hotel Memphis.

A night at the Opry

Music City: Nashville

Now in a state so richly blessed for music as Tennessee there’s naturally a friendly rivalry.

As to which is considered the most musical city.

Of course, you can always settle that debate by just claiming it, as has Nashville.

By putting it in your marketing… Nashville Music City.

Because Nashville, home of the Grand Ole Opry and country music has become more, much more than that.

Nashville boasts 150 live venues, many of them Honky Tonk bars.

Where you can hear the best With more country, rock’n’roll, jazz, bluegrass, folk, and Americana.

Tale of two Southern cities

Ten feet off of Beale: Walkin’ in Memphis

Now should you be curious to know the difference between Memphis and Nashville and that’s the journalist in me.

Then my old friend Tennessean Heather, from our unforgettable Tennessee and Mississippi trip to trace Martin Luther King’s last days, helpfully explained.

If you want to meet someone in music in Memphis you just go up and introduce yourself.

In Tennessee you get your people to talk to their people and then you’re up and running.

Heather, is, of course a Memphian, and the best representative a city could want.

I was lucky enough to be introduced to their people, the Nashville delegation.

The King and I: With Elvis

When they visited Dublin and partied with us.

And yes, they offered to introduce me to their people and come out to their city.

Which doggone I couldn’t at that time because I was jet setting off somewhere else.

Of course good ole Southern folk never forget y’all so we will get over.

Made of New Orleans

So whether you want to be King for the day in Memphis or Cash in in Nashville then just put yourself forward (Dutchie did) and let Cassidy do the rest.

And if you’ve the time complete your Southern musical odyssey down in ole New Orleans, home of jazz.

Cassidy offers aUSA Food Tour of Nashville, Memphis & New Orleans

Tastes and Sounds of the South is a ten-days/ five cities/nine nights/nine breakfasts/four dinners bonanza.

They promise jazz, soul food, country music, and a whole lot of rock’n’roll.

Showcasing the rich culture of Memphis, Nashville, Natchez, and New Orleans, plus a trip to Graceland.

From €3,000pps, flights not included.

And when you do get to New Orleans say hi to me to jazz great Kermit Ruffles.

And remind him of how we rocked the San Antonio River Walk.

 

Africa, America, Asia, Culture, Europe, Ireland

Give us this Day – funerals

It’s not been a typical Sunday – when I got to my new church today the regular priest wasn’t there because he had died the previous week.

A monseigneur, the good man who was clearly well liked had worked until his mid-eighties.

But then again my Dear Old Dad would have done the same.

The Big Man in Donegal

Should you be passing through somewhere on your holidays, and like me you go to where people play and pray, then you might witness a funeral.

I did in Marrakech when I was trying to get out of the souk without being robbed blind, by a jewellery seller trying to thrust a mint tea into my mitts.

And so here is an unscientific funeral procession around the world:

The Marrakech Express

Souk life in Morocco

Morocco: The Muslim tradition is that the dead should be carried shrouded through the streets with their feet exposed.

Through a busy souk cheek-to-cheek with a Moroccan huckster… https://visitmarrakech.com.

The funeral pyre

Fiery funeral

India; Note to family and friends, I’m considering Antyasti…

Being burnt on a pyre by a river where Hindus like to put rice into the dead person’s mouth among other rituals.

Being of the Glaswegian variety, I’d ask for some chicken tikka masala in there too. Visit https://www.incredibleindia.org/content/incredible-india-v2/en.html.

Hang ’em high in the Far East

Hillside haven

Philippines, China, Indonesia: The superstitious people of the Far East like to get a rung up on the route to heaven.

By hanging funerals to the side of hills.

They don’t say what happens when there’s a landslide or avalanche though! Visit http://www.tourism.gov.ph, https://www.discoverchina.com/article/china-tourism,

They do them well in Ireland

Life is just a bowl of cherries, Dad

Ireland: And naturally there’s drink involved.

On the night before the funeral traditionally the body is laid out for the wake.

And that would mean in the front, or best, room where the deceased would be togged out in their best clothes.

And drinks would be had around them and stories told. Slainte. See www.tourismireland.com and https://www.failteireland.ie.

And for some country life see Monaghan’s country roads.

The Saints are coming in New Orleans

Let the music play

New Orleans: This is the way to go… with trumpet blast at a jazz funeral.

And its the way that the good people of Norleans do it.

Me, my introduction to Norleans was at the American Travel Fair, IPW, when the New Orleans convention treated us to gumbo, jambalaya and Sazeracs…. for breakfast.

My type of town… before the famous Preservation Hall Jazz Band piped us in with When The Saints Go Marching In, and we did, to the conference.

Where I think I fell asleep. But I will visit https://www.neworleans.com.

And if you like the Deep South you may want to try out my American Trilogy The Promised Land, The story of the Blues and The King of Kings.

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Jocktails – the Sazerac

Now we all know that Cocktail Hour is 6 o’clock but did they stipulate that it had to be 6pm.

So picture the scene: the Preservation Hall Jazz Band of New Orleans are belting out the tunes.

Before they lead us into the hall, naturally playing When The Saints.

They’ve got gumbo and jambalaya on the tables in front of us.

And there are bartenders fixing Sazeracs.

There is orange juice, coke, water and coffee.

But I’m not having that.

Hustle and bustle of New Orleans. Photo by kendall hoopes on Pexels.com

So a little bit about the Sazerac.

It’s reputed to be the oldest cocktail in the world.

And it is a variation of the Sazerac de Forge et Fils brand of cognac brandy that was its original main ingredient.

These days it’s usually made with rye.

Golden vision: Rye Photo by Prem Pal Singh on Pexels.com

The history bit

The Sazerac Coffee House proprietor Aaron Bird and drinks importer Sewell Taylor are credited with inventing the cocktail in the 1850s.

Our friend Bird made it with Sazerac cognac imported by Taylor.

It was allegedly made with bitters from the local apothecary, Antoine Amedie Peychaud.

The primary ingredient changed from cognac to rye whiskey in the 1870s.

Because there had been a phylloxera  epidemic (to do with grapes) in Europe that devastated the vineyards of France.

Absinthe was banned in the US in 1912… perhaps they had seen what Vincent Van Gogh had done after drinking it.

And it was replaced by various anise-flavored liqueurs, most notably the locally produced Herbsaint.

So you want to see how you make it? Thought you might.

Sweet stuff. Photo by Suzy Hazelwood on Pexels.com

How to make it

You’ll need 2 1/2 oz. of rye whisky

One  sugar cube

Two dashes of bitters

A dash of Angostura bitters

Herbsaint (or ask at your off-licence).

lemon peel.

A garnish. Photo by rawpixel.com on Pexels.com

Directions

Muddle the sugar cube with a few drops of water in an old-fashioned glass.

Add several small ice cubes and then the rye whiskey and bitters.

Stir well.

Then roll the Herbsaint around a second chilled Old-Fashioned glass until its inside it is thoroughly coated. Pour off the excess.

Strain the contents of the first glass into the second. Garnish with a twist of lemon peel.

It’ll have you singing and dancing.

Visit the Museum of the American Cocktail in New Orleans. https://natfab.org/cocktail-museum and http://www.neworleans.com. And http://www.visitusa.ie

And for a trip down the Old South then may I recommend my series The King of Kings on Tennessee and Mississippi https://jimmurtytraveltraveltravel.com/the-promised-land-martin-luther-king/ https://jimmurtytraveltraveltravel.com/the-story-of-the-blues/ http://The King of Kings.

Just a reminder – your weekly food column too…. https://jimmurtytraveltraveltravel.com/2019/08/22/hungry-and-thursday-hamburgers/

And how Sazerac will get you into the New Orleans spirit…