ya know, I'd rather not tell you how good Frenchman Street is. I'd rather you all got wasted on Bourbon Street because you wouldnt appreciate it anyway. But if you find your way there and wander down where jazz, R&B, soul, and reggae bleed out into the street, you need to stop and appreciate what you're hearing. This isn't the gentleman jazz of Duke Ellington jazz standards done at wedding parties playing Satin Doll. This is raucous brass jazz with trombones and tubas rocking your as and making you feel dirty. This is soul that hits the headboard. Monday night's at DBA are legendary, Spotted Cat for a slimmer, more furious sound. Ask the locals what's hot, you may not want to miss a better show, but it's hard to go wrong anywhere on Frenchman. But seriously, I'd rather you never left Bourbon.