Jazz Fest is my favorite time of the year in New Orleans. A lot of people around here aren't big fans, and others love it just as much as I do. And still tons of people come in from out of town to enjoy the tunes, the food, and, I think more than anything, the atmosphere. Oddly enough, my favorite part of Jazz Fest isn't Jazz Fest. It's before and after on the surrounding blocks. Brass bands too many to count, street corner performers and beers in hands everywhere, golden light and laughter in the air. This is why we call it the Big Easy.
Photos shot on a Bell+Howell toy camera I was gifted by a friend. Film is expired T-Max 400.