Underneath that hard man exterior and punk credentials, it was always clear that Cornwell was as familiar with a library as he was with a shooting gallery. This poetically named album (referring to the gloriously named area in New Orleans) has plenty of rock clout, but it also zones in on areas of relative exotica such as meteorology, Cadiz and Henry Moore. With Tony Visconti adding a chrome-bright production, Cornwell sounds re-energised.