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Mid​-​City

from Lamentations by Half Pagan

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Half Pagan lives in and celebrates Mid-City New Orleans. After Hurricane Katrina when New Orleans flooded in 2005, we were both active in the neighborhood organization and worked to rebuild Mid-City. Impressed with Editor B’s involvement in opening a new urban trail called the Lafitte Greenway that connects so many neighborhoods, Dr. Homan wrote this song imagining Editor B and his daughter on a bike ride. This was one of the first songs that we wrote, and it’s already dated. For example, the Jeff Davis statue is gone, and the library has been open for many months. Editor B insists it’s more of a jazz song, so in the future maybe we’ll slow it down and explore this idea.

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MID-CITY

Get on my bike at Banks Street Bar,
I’m cruising down South Alexander.
Red street car reflecting the sun,
There’s a library going ‘cross from Blue Dot Donuts.
Jump on the trailhead get on the greenway,
I cross Carrollton by Massey’s and Rouses.
I lock my bike in front of Brocato’s,
Get a single scoop of mint gelato.

I’m cruising up and down Mid City,
The Lafitte Greenway is sure gonna make it easy.

There’s a volleyball game on the grass at the Bayou,
See a yoga girl on a paddle board.
Migrant workers with their feet in the water,
Laughing and chillaxing with cervezas.
The tree where my daughter got her name,
Where Indians dance on Super Sunday,
Their bright colored suits with beads and feather,
My big chief got a golden crown.

I’m cruising up and down Mid City,
The Bayou Saint John is sure looking so pretty.

Can’t tell pothole depths because of the rain,
So my bicycle adventure isn’t all fun and games.
Will two trucks stop on Carrollton,
After I press the crosswalk button.
The hat on my head got knocked away,
by a low hanging branch on Jeff Davis Parkway.
Glad to see someone dressed his statue,
With a t-shirt that says Black Lives Matter.
The heart of New Orleans got a vibrant beat,
So many cultures harmonizing my streets.

I’m in Mid City, cruising on my bicycle,
I feel the wind in my hair and the sun on my face,
And I’m so glad to be alive, I’m so glad to be alive.

There’s probably more dogs than people,
I see my neighbors out with leashes and poop bags.
Soccer fans drumming at Finn McCools,
It’s probably the coolest pub in the world.
And I’m a big fan of Biscuits and Buns,
But their customers park blocking my driveway.
Swing by the Shrine of Santissima Muerte,
leave a satsuma and remember the dead.

I’m cruising up and down Mid City,
The Bayou St. John is sure looking pretty,
I’m in the heart of the city,
I’m bicycling in Mid City,
Wearing my hat and feeling witty,
I’m pumping my pedals my handlebars are sweaty.

I’m in Mid City New Orleans,
It’s where I love to live and I live to dream,
In Mid City.

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from Lamentations, released March 20, 2018
Music and lyrics by Michael Homan and Bart Everson

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We're a rock band based in Bulbancha. You might call it New Orleans. Sometimes we do songs about cemetery picnics or the mythology of ancient Babylon. We're Half Pagan.

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