Sounds Natural
"The Times-Picayune Lagniappe," Friday, March 19, 1993
Paul Sanchez was sitting on the cold concrete sidewalk outside the Howlin' Wolf, a Warehouse District nightspot, when his friend Caleb Guilliotte walked up.
"Hey," Sanchez said by way of greeting. "I've got a new song I want to show you."
Guilliotte handed him an acoustic guitar. Sanchez, who, like Guilliotte, often straps on an electric guitar and blasts out power chords with a rock 'n' roll band (Cowboy Mouth in Sanchez's case, Deadeye Dick in Guilliotte's) strummed out a gentle jazz-blues tune and crooned the results of a day's work: "She Won't Let Me Be Sad."
Guillotte just smiled. He knows Sanchez well enough to know about the love story that inspired the song, and to be unsurprised that his pal had written yet another fine melody. Besides, Guilliotte had his own new song to finish before taking his turn at the Howlin' Wolf's regular Monday night "open mike."
Welcome to New Orleans' accoustic scene.