| Thanks; that's a great interview.
A Meters story: My wife and I were in New Orleans on business in 1991, and I heard the Meters were going to be at Tipitina's. We headed on out there, but my wife was coming down with something. We survive through two opening acts, but she's starting to get feverish and sick. Meanwhile, the room gets really, really crowded and smoky, and my 5'1" wife can't see a thing. Then the Meters come out - it's Art, Leo, George Porter and I'm not sure who the drummer is. They lay down a smoking version of "Fiyo on the Bayou" that is tinged with psychedelia and heavy metal. I'm in heaven. My wife (actually, not sure we were married yet) is failing badly, turns to me and says "you like this music?" To be fair, she'd been a trooper to even try going out, and we hustled on back to the hotel, although I did harbor thoughts of sending her back by herself. To this day we joke about this one, as in fact she's become a big Meters fan.
Can't speak to the George Porter solo album, but I have a weak solo album from Ziggy Modeliste, from early this decade. Only three tracks with that fine drumming, the rest a bunch of weak tunes with a commercial pocket. I guess it's like so many other group situations, where the group dynamic provides a reality check and quality control...
Meanwhile, "Cissy Strut" is in my permanent rotation, for some of the very finest drumming of all time. Long live The Meters!
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