Jazz by Numbers: a speedy recap of the NOLA Jazz Festival

days spent at the festival: 3

litres of strawberry lemonade consumed: 2

litres of SPF 45 sunscreen used: 1

number of bands seen: 16

number of Amazing Grace renditions heard: 3

number of Beatles covers heard: a surprisingly low 2

number of people wearing the same Crocs as me: oh, about a hundred

number of Jerry Garcia tattoos seen: 3 (though one looked a lot like Santa)

number of fleur-de-lis tattoos seen: dozens and dozens

minutes it took me to figure out how to eat a soft-shell crab: 10

ways in which a festivalgoer can eat “‘gator”: 3 (in pie form, po boy form, and with grits)

best T-shirt spotted: “Texas is Bigger than France” (um… ‘kay?)

worst T-shirt spotted: “Suck my head and eat me” (advertising Louisiana crawfish. Get it? Yeah…. ick)

soreness of my hands after an hour of clapping in the gospel tent: moderate

biggest non-musician celebrity on the one day I didn’t go: Ed Helms! He played banjo! Daaaaang.

biggest non-musician celebrity spotted: the guy who plays Blair’s dad on Gossip Girl

overall impression of New Orleans: 10 out of freakin’ 10