I was stuck in New Orleans for a few months in the late 70s. It was our first cross-county drive. Went for Mardi Gras and couldn’t get out. Just one bad thing happened after another. Finally made it out in the spring and headed for Houston and Galveston before heading back home. Texas was a breath of fresh air.
While in New Orleans, music by the Crusaders (not this song) and Steely Dan (who I wasn’t crazy about) saved my life. I can’t explain why but their music brought me comfort when I thought I was stuck in an episode of the Twilight Zone.