There was a gang of them. Adolphe Alexander played the [expletive deleted] out the clarinet, but he never was featured. Hell of a musician. There was Alexander's family. He had two brothers. One played drums. One played piano. The old man played baritone horn with my grandfather in the Onward Brass Band. There was Chris Kelly, a great trumpet player. It was funky. Had a following. A lot of people liked his music. At night he played a funky blues, nine different blues in nine different tempos. He played yard parties. There were a whole lot of yard parties, and he played at the little funky halls like Preservation Hall and New Hall. That's all in the seventh ward. Each one of these benevolent societies, getting back to that, used to have the annual banquet, "bahn-kay," banquet. They had potato salad and a chicken and a gumbo. Good cooks in the kitchen. They'd have the dinner. After the dinner in the hall, they'd move all the tables and all that expletive deleted]. Then the band would strike up, and they'd let the members in with invitations. If they had excess food, you were obliged to go to the table and get what they had. That's where you heard them bands. That's why kids could advance, because they could hear Kid Rena in the daytime. Sam Morgan in daytime. Ricard Alexis was a hell of a trumpet player before they broke his jaw in a fight.