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| New Orleans Marks Fats Domino’s Death in Its Usual Style: With a Party | New Orleans Marks Fats Domino’s Death in Its Usual Style: With a Party |
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| NEW ORLEANS — People woke up here this week to discover that Fats Domino, one of the last links to the moment when New Orleans R&B morphed into early rock ’n’ roll, was gone. From Mr. Domino’s Ninth Ward home to uptown, from the French Quarter to Metairie, musicians across the city pondered a future without Fats, while music fans reacted in the only appropriate way to mark a death in New Orleans: by having a party. | |
| As celebrations continued into the weekend, with tributes planned for Saturday by the pianist Davis Rogan at Buffa’s downtown and at the 89th annual Prince of Wales Second Line Parade at the Rock Bottom Lounge uptown, preparations were being made for a public Second Line parade next week in Mr. Domino’s honor. | |
| On Wednesday, Bryan McIntosh opened the Kerry Irish Pub in the French Quarter around midday. The doors were thrown wide to the street and “Whole Lotta Loving” was turned up loud, as Mr. McIntosh readied himself for the day. | |
| “The music’s rolling, and I’m sure I’ll be having a few shots of Jameson in honor of Fats later,” Mr. McIntosh said. | “The music’s rolling, and I’m sure I’ll be having a few shots of Jameson in honor of Fats later,” Mr. McIntosh said. |
| “The Fat Man changed my life,” he mused. “Back in the ’90s, I was in Dallas with my girlfriend, Jamie. We were in a nice little breakfast diner with an old style jukebox, trying to cure out hangovers with breakfast. I heard Fats Domino’s ‘Walking To New Orleans’ on the jukebox. Jamie looks at me and says, ‘I’ve been thinking of moving to New Orleans.’ Three months later we were down here and I’ve been here ever since.” | “The Fat Man changed my life,” he mused. “Back in the ’90s, I was in Dallas with my girlfriend, Jamie. We were in a nice little breakfast diner with an old style jukebox, trying to cure out hangovers with breakfast. I heard Fats Domino’s ‘Walking To New Orleans’ on the jukebox. Jamie looks at me and says, ‘I’ve been thinking of moving to New Orleans.’ Three months later we were down here and I’ve been here ever since.” |
| Mr. Domino was a product of the lower Ninth Ward, and his home, built in 1960, was a shrine to his success as an early rock ’n’ roll star. When Hurricane Katrina flooded his neighborhood to the rooftops in 2005, Mr. Domino was thought to have died. But days later, New Orleanians found out that he had been rescued. | Mr. Domino was a product of the lower Ninth Ward, and his home, built in 1960, was a shrine to his success as an early rock ’n’ roll star. When Hurricane Katrina flooded his neighborhood to the rooftops in 2005, Mr. Domino was thought to have died. But days later, New Orleanians found out that he had been rescued. |
| The refurbished Domino home on Caffin Avenue at Marais Street, a vivid yellow structure with musical notations and dominoes as visual motifs, is still a must-see for tourists. And on Wednesday afternoon, musicians and fans gathered outside it, leaving flowers and playing his songs. | The refurbished Domino home on Caffin Avenue at Marais Street, a vivid yellow structure with musical notations and dominoes as visual motifs, is still a must-see for tourists. And on Wednesday afternoon, musicians and fans gathered outside it, leaving flowers and playing his songs. |
| But on Frenchmen Street in the Marigny neighborhood, the music hadn’t started yet. The tuba player Matt Perrine was getting ready to offer his own tribute to Mr. Domino with Alex McMurray and the Tin Men at d.b.a., a live music venue. | But on Frenchmen Street in the Marigny neighborhood, the music hadn’t started yet. The tuba player Matt Perrine was getting ready to offer his own tribute to Mr. Domino with Alex McMurray and the Tin Men at d.b.a., a live music venue. |
| “It’s odd to say this, but I feel like I did when Prince died,” Mr. Perrine said. “When somebody who I respect that much dies I try to figure out how big a hole is left,” he said. “This one looks like a chasm. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to be like to recover from his loss.” | “It’s odd to say this, but I feel like I did when Prince died,” Mr. Perrine said. “When somebody who I respect that much dies I try to figure out how big a hole is left,” he said. “This one looks like a chasm. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to be like to recover from his loss.” |
| “I had to break the news to my dad,” said Don B. Bartholomew, a son of Mr. Domino’s frequent collaborator, the bandleader Dave Bartholomew. “He took it terribly hard. I called him about one o’clock today. I knew he would be getting calls and I didn’t want him to hear it from the public. But it was so difficult to tell him.” | “I had to break the news to my dad,” said Don B. Bartholomew, a son of Mr. Domino’s frequent collaborator, the bandleader Dave Bartholomew. “He took it terribly hard. I called him about one o’clock today. I knew he would be getting calls and I didn’t want him to hear it from the public. But it was so difficult to tell him.” |
| Mr. Bartholomew now runs the studio in the city’s Seventh Ward where his father and Mr. Domino used to write and rehearse. On Wednesday afternoon he was working out arrangements for his family to participate in memorial events. Down the block some of his neighbors were out on the porch, playing Mr. Domino songs and drinking beer. | Mr. Bartholomew now runs the studio in the city’s Seventh Ward where his father and Mr. Domino used to write and rehearse. On Wednesday afternoon he was working out arrangements for his family to participate in memorial events. Down the block some of his neighbors were out on the porch, playing Mr. Domino songs and drinking beer. |
| Inside the studio’s office, where the sleeves of Mr. Domino’s rock ’n’ roll records from the 1950s were on display, Mr. Bartholomew remembered the man he thought of like an uncle. | Inside the studio’s office, where the sleeves of Mr. Domino’s rock ’n’ roll records from the 1950s were on display, Mr. Bartholomew remembered the man he thought of like an uncle. |
| “Fats was in this studio when it was just a rehearsal space. They would be in here jamming, writing songs, rehearsing for tours,” Mr. Bartholomew said. “I remember going to the airport to meet him. It was very impressive, all the gold rings, high fives, he’d slip some bills to us kids. We’d go to his house in the Ninth Ward, and he was always in his room cooking some food. To me, he was the world’s greatest piano player. I think of him as the real king of rock ’n’ roll.” | “Fats was in this studio when it was just a rehearsal space. They would be in here jamming, writing songs, rehearsing for tours,” Mr. Bartholomew said. “I remember going to the airport to meet him. It was very impressive, all the gold rings, high fives, he’d slip some bills to us kids. We’d go to his house in the Ninth Ward, and he was always in his room cooking some food. To me, he was the world’s greatest piano player. I think of him as the real king of rock ’n’ roll.” |
| Over at the Circle Bar overlooking Lee Circle, where a controversial statue of Robert E. Lee was removed earlier this year, the roots-rock band the Iguanas were preparing for their early evening performance, working out which of Mr. Domino’s songs to include. | Over at the Circle Bar overlooking Lee Circle, where a controversial statue of Robert E. Lee was removed earlier this year, the roots-rock band the Iguanas were preparing for their early evening performance, working out which of Mr. Domino’s songs to include. |
| “Every time I sing one of his songs, especially lately, I think about how he might not be around for much longer,” said Joe Cabral, a band member. “Now that he’s gone the songs take on a different meaning.” | “Every time I sing one of his songs, especially lately, I think about how he might not be around for much longer,” said Joe Cabral, a band member. “Now that he’s gone the songs take on a different meaning.” |
| Meanwhile, the Creole String Beans were rehearsing at Funky Nola studios for a Friday night gig and preparing some of Mr. Domino’s material. “I’m trying to stay happy in spite of the news,” said Derek Huston, a saxophonist. “I saw Fats dozens of times. I would go to Jazz Fest to see him and put my kids on my shoulders in the interests of raising them right. ‘See that man up there? He was born in New Orleans just like you were.’ The greatest things in life need to be celebrated.” | Meanwhile, the Creole String Beans were rehearsing at Funky Nola studios for a Friday night gig and preparing some of Mr. Domino’s material. “I’m trying to stay happy in spite of the news,” said Derek Huston, a saxophonist. “I saw Fats dozens of times. I would go to Jazz Fest to see him and put my kids on my shoulders in the interests of raising them right. ‘See that man up there? He was born in New Orleans just like you were.’ The greatest things in life need to be celebrated.” |
| Out in the New Orleans suburb of Metairie, Mr. Domino’s old friend, the drummer and vocalist Bobby Cure, was preparing a tribute to Mr. Domino at the Max. “Every other song will be Fats Domino tonight,” he promised. “We always play Fats. ‘Blueberry Hill’ always gets the biggest response. Everybody sings the first line, and they all get up and dance.” | Out in the New Orleans suburb of Metairie, Mr. Domino’s old friend, the drummer and vocalist Bobby Cure, was preparing a tribute to Mr. Domino at the Max. “Every other song will be Fats Domino tonight,” he promised. “We always play Fats. ‘Blueberry Hill’ always gets the biggest response. Everybody sings the first line, and they all get up and dance.” |
| Mr. Cure promoted Mr. Domino’s performances in neighboring Chalmette, La., during the 1980s and his band often opened for Mr. Domino’s. | Mr. Cure promoted Mr. Domino’s performances in neighboring Chalmette, La., during the 1980s and his band often opened for Mr. Domino’s. |
| “We played together at the closing of Pontchartrain Beach,” he said, referring to a local amusement park that was shuttered in 1983. “We’ve been friends ever since.” | “We played together at the closing of Pontchartrain Beach,” he said, referring to a local amusement park that was shuttered in 1983. “We’ve been friends ever since.” |
| Jimmy Messa, a regular performer on Bourbon Street at the Tropical Isle, said he was stunned by the news of Mr. Domino’s death. “I lived in Chalmette all my life and work in the French Quarter,” he said. “I’d pass by Fats’s house in the Ninth Ward every day.” Mr. Messa said that one day a taxi driver told him: “ ‘I know Mr. Fats. He calls me and gives me his grocery list, and when I bring him his groceries he gives me a $50 tip’.” | Jimmy Messa, a regular performer on Bourbon Street at the Tropical Isle, said he was stunned by the news of Mr. Domino’s death. “I lived in Chalmette all my life and work in the French Quarter,” he said. “I’d pass by Fats’s house in the Ninth Ward every day.” Mr. Messa said that one day a taxi driver told him: “ ‘I know Mr. Fats. He calls me and gives me his grocery list, and when I bring him his groceries he gives me a $50 tip’.” |
| Back at the Circle Bar, Mr. Cabral looked out the door as night fell over the city and pondered the obelisk where Lee’s statue used to be. “I would like to see a statue of Fats Domino atop it one day,” he said. “Who wouldn’t?” | Back at the Circle Bar, Mr. Cabral looked out the door as night fell over the city and pondered the obelisk where Lee’s statue used to be. “I would like to see a statue of Fats Domino atop it one day,” he said. “Who wouldn’t?” |