Friday Fiesta: ‘When the Saints Go Marching In’ by Louis Armstrong

I”m off to New Orleans for Halloween! I’m expecting some voodoo freakiness, dangerous amounts of gumbo, and maybe a terrifying number of drinks. But more than anything, I’m expecting lots and lots of music. Who better to send me off than New Orleans native, jazz legend, trumpet genius, Louis Armstrong. Sing it! (Does anyone else wish you could pinch his cheeks just once? No? Just me? Ok, I’ll shut up now.)