I was just out in my yard, minding my business, stirring up the compost bin, ignoring the canons firing around the corner during the Patriot's Day Parade. When low and behold!
What's that? Dixieland Jazz down on Massachusetts Avenue? I jumped over the fence, ran a block and my ears and face both lit up like Christmas morning. And I wanted to share the Hot Tamale Brass Band with you. Cause you deserve it, too.