Anytime I’m at a loss for what to listen to, the “Insecure” soundtracks bring me joy. I’ve been trying to get into the Coachella 2026 artists but issnotworking. At all. For me.
Anytime I’m at a loss for what to listen to, the “Insecure” soundtracks bring me joy. I’ve been trying to get into the Coachella 2026 artists but issnotworking. At all. For me.
There’s a national pirate gathering in New Orleans this weekend. I ran into a couple dressed in pirate finery early Thursday morning. Ahoy! I called cheerfully, and they looked confusedly back at me, eventually muttering, Ahoy. The pirates roaming the quarter yesterday were exponentially friendlier (and probably drunker), and as I was walking along Royal Street I overheard one interacting with a street band playing Radiohead’s “Creep.” A fine and funny way to pass a gloriously cool Friday evening.
Walking home Easter night, it had rained most of the day and yet three parades rolled, the Pigeon Steppers second lined and people in fancy hats and sherbet-colored pants roamed the streets. I heard at least three different bands playing in the cool mist including a DJ absorbed in an electronic soundtrack.
It was a vibe.