They never did add up to 12 nor neglect their laundry (as far as I know), but the Dirty Dozen have always taken the brass band part of their moniker seriously. Their alternately raging, chortling, bristling horns revitalized and revolutionized New Orleans's brass-band tradition by stirring bop in with Crescent City street smarts and mightily funking up the rhythms. Several decades on, the upstarts are now New Orleans institutions in their own right. It's been two years since the Dozen's last CD, but that was a doozy: a startling interpretation of... More >>>