Hey, what's going on? It's Bill Burr and it's the Monday morning podcast from Monday, August 19th, 2013.

2013, baby. I am still in New Orleans. My last two days here in New Orleans, I want to thank everyone. Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans?

That's where my baby goes. She gets a po-boy and pukes on a sidewalk down on Bourbon Street with all the other fucking horse.

E up a Dup-a-dupe-dupe-dupe. You like that? That was a little started off with something. I don't know, some sort of bass and street blues and I ended up with Clyde McCoy's.

Sugar Blues. For all of you out there who enjoy an unbelievably white man playing a muted trumpet. I highly recommend listening to Clyde McCoy's Sugar Blues.

If people other than white people were running this country after that recording came out, white people would be banned from ever playing the trumpet again.

I'm sure there's probably some Clyde McCoy fans out there and I'm sure I'm offending you right now but I don't give a shit.

The man is no longer with us. Unfortunately, cannot play that horn anymore.

Those of you who are not going to have time to look it up, the muted trumpet song went something like, wow bapoo ba bapoo ba bapoo ba ba bapoo ba.

It's literally that bad. When I was six I thought it was good.

Oh fuck, you know, I finally broke down. I went down to Bourbon Street and it was 20 to 5

on a Saturday, 20 to 5. What's funny in New Orleans is they have Royal Street runs parallel

to Bourbon Street. It's one block, I guess north of it. I don't fucking know. Just night and day.

You stand Royal Street. It's a bunch of sane people. It's some really unbelievable street

performers out here, man. The musicianship is crazy. But, you know, families, you know,

fucking, all these antique stores, the gas lamp placed the way they make the gas lamps,

you know, in case you thought they made the gas lamp shed at some other place, they make it at

the gas lamp place. They got, it's just a bunch of nice stuff. They're like, oh wow, what a wonderful

town. I'd work. All this stuff to do. Good, clean, fun on Royal Street. You go one block over,

over and you're on Bourbon Street and it is an absolute shit show. I saw a, well she didn't take

care of herself. So she could have been anywhere from 26 to about 59. She had some hard miles people.

All right. She was running with, she was down a couple of courts oil for at least two decades,

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