Nothing like a good juke joint shoot on a warm Mississippi night in October. I’m not sure what the magic is, but I have rarely been to a juke, and I’ve been to many, where the vibe isn’t great. There’s always a celebration of living within those shake’n walls. Stock markets, wars, economies, death whatever, you enter a juke, get a beverage, check your worries at the door. One way or another either your body’s dancing or you’re head is. Or both.
Stay tuned for the DVD release We Juke Up In Here.