PD Smith

Delirious New Orleans

Times Lit­er­ary Sup­ple­ment, June 26, 2009, p 26

Deliri­ous New Orleans: Man­i­festo for an extra­or­di­nary Amer­i­can city, by Stephen Verder­ber (Uni­ver­si­ty of Texas Press), 252pp. $45. ISBN: 978–0‑292–71753‑4

Review by P.D. Smith

Simone de Beau­voir vis­it­ed New Orleans just after the war. She lis­tened to jazz, drank zom­bies – a for­mi­da­ble New Orleans cock­tail – and quick­ly fell in love with the city and its peo­ple. Walk­ing the streets dur­ing a storm, she was struck by the city’s vul­ner­a­bil­i­ty:

“the old roman­tic hous­es seemed so frag­ile, water seeped into the walls cov­ered with grey-green lichen, and moul­der­ing planks appeared on the point of crum­bling like tree-trunks eat­en away in trop­i­cal forests.”

Built between a lake and a riv­er, with swamps on the oth­er two sides, much of the city is below sea-lev­el. French engi­neers told the city’s founder it was mad­ness to build there. Though the Eng­lish dubbed it the Wet Grave, it was not even a good place for a ceme­tery. Corpses buried in the spongy ground rose ghoul­ish­ly to the sur­face, so New Orlea­ni­ans had to seal their depart­ed into stone tombs, cre­at­ing a par­al­lel city of the dead.

New Orleans is a city at the mer­cy of the ele­ments, espe­cial­ly water. Dur­ing her vis­it, de Beau­voir was caught in a tor­ren­tial down­pour. She had nev­er seen such rain:

“It was a revolt in the heav­ens, a con­vul­sion of the earth. The world sobbed in des­per­a­tion, sobbed to the point of death, yet know­ing it could not die, and that it would always have as many tears to shed.… We wait­ed for the com­ing of a final night when the world would be over­whelmed.”

De Beauvoir’s storm passed by harm­less­ly, but in the night and ear­ly morn­ing of August 29, 2005, hur­ri­cane Kat­ri­na brought an unprece­dent­ed del­uge that did indeed over­whelm New Orleans. The inad­e­quate lev­ees were breached and 80 per cent of the city was flood­ed. It destroyed 124,000 homes and dis­placed a mil­lion peo­ple. The cost of the unin­sured dam­age alone was at least $55 bil­lion. Accord­ing to Stephen Verder­ber, “New Orleans suf­fered as near­ly a fatal blow as any Amer­i­can city has ever expe­ri­enced”. The low-lying areas were the worst affect­ed, and these tend­ed to be where the poor­est peo­ple lived, some of the most dis­ad­van­taged in the Unit­ed States. The medi­an fam­i­ly income here was just two thirds of the nation­al aver­age. As Katrina’s stink­ing flood­wa­ters slow­ly reced­ed, they exposed the wounds of a soci­ety still riv­en by deep divi­sions of race and class. As Verder­ber says, “it took a nat­ur­al cat­a­stro­phe for Amer­i­cans to wake up to the social and racial con­di­tion of America’s cities”.

New Orleans, the Big Easy, is an ancient city by North Amer­i­can stan­dards, but it is also one of the most impov­er­ished and poor­ly gov­erned in Amer­i­ca. As Richard Ford wrote just after Kat­ri­na had done her worst, New Orleans is “our great, icon­ic city, so grace­ful, liv­able, insu­lar, self-delight­ed, eccen­tric, the one Ten­nessee Williams believed care for­got and that some­times – it might seem – for­got to care”.

In 2005, Verder­ber had been teach­ing at the School of Archi­tec­ture at Tulane Uni­ver­si­ty in New Orleans for twen­ty years. In the months before the hur­ri­cane, he had begun pho­tograph­ing his city for a book on the rela­tion between twen­ti­eth-cen­tu­ry archi­tec­ture and New Orleans’s “inim­itable cul­tur­al gum­bo”, the unique folk or “roots” archi­tec­ture of this “most African of all cities in the Unit­ed States”. It was, says Verder­ber, “a gen­uine­ly deliri­ous” expe­ri­ence: “deliri­ous behav­iour – and by exten­sion, deliri­ous places – after all, had always been ele­vat­ed to the sta­tus of civic virtue in New Orleans”.

He had pho­tographed a hun­dred places by the time the hur­ri­cane struck. He returned ten days after the hur­ri­cane to find the famil­iar cityscape trans­formed: “the mold-infest­ed stench of the tox­ic waters that engulfed every­thing in and around my home remains vivid to this day.” Much of what he had been doc­u­ment­ing had already been destroyed or was threat­ened by the flood waters. As he sur­veyed the dam­age, the pur­pose of his book changed from a work of doc­u­men­ta­tion, a schol­ar­ly essay on archi­tec­tur­al form, to an urgent plea to save a cul­ture whose future remains pre­car­i­ous. Verderber’s impas­sioned account of his unsuc­cess­ful attempt to save the mod­ernist “mas­ter­piece” St Fran­cis Xavier Cabri­ni Church in Gen­til­ly from the bull­doz­ers shows that it is not just the forces of nature that threat­en the city. The devel­op­ers are com­ing.

Deliri­ous New Orleans begins with a pho­to essay of before and after pho­tographs doc­u­ment­ing signs, murals and road­side archi­tec­ture: a “col­or­ful, intri­cate­ly detailed bill­board” of a chef stir­ring a vat of spicy red sauce that had stood on the roof of Baumer Foods since 1954; a larg­er-than-life sign on the side of a hard­ware store depict­ing a girl strad­dling an immense adjustable wrench (“vin­tage cheese­cake” from the 1950s, says Verder­ber: “fem­i­nists in most large cities would most like­ly have long ago demand­ed the removal of a sign like this”); Frostop Dri­ve-Ins with their “icon­ic” root beer mugs; a mur­al to rap­per Soul­ja Slim, who was gunned down in 2003; a neon sign for Haydel’s Flow­ers that was a land­mark for over six­ty years on South Clai­borne Avenue, described here as “sub­lime” and “a work of art”. This sign van­ished six months after Kat­ri­na, as have many oth­ers. Those murals and shop-fronts that remain are etched with a hor­i­zon­tal line from the reced­ing water, like scum in a dirty bath. Verderber’s images, tak­en just months before Kat­ri­na, have a pow­er and a res­o­nance the pho­tog­ra­ph­er could not have pre­dict­ed when he took them.

Just as Rem Koolhaas’s Deliri­ous New York (1978) attempt­ed to crys­tal­ize the essence of New York (“Man­hat­tanism”) to grasp the nature of mod­ern urban­ism, so Verder­ber believes there are lessons here for all cities: “New Orleans is undoubt­ed­ly among the great­est Amer­i­can cities for the study of archi­tec­ture and urban­ism”. As well as pro­vid­ing a superb record of New Orleans’s endan­gered urban fab­ric, Deliri­ous New Orleans is also a med­i­ta­tion on “place­mak­ing”, some­thing he feels mod­ern archi­tects and town plan­ners have ignored: “build­ings are about emo­tion, mem­o­ry, and spir­it as much as about bricks and mor­tar”. Noth­ing is more expres­sive of the spir­it of New Orleans than its music, whether it be jazz, hip-hop or gangs­ta rap. Verder­ber com­pares ver­nac­u­lar or folk archi­tec­ture to pop music in its use of “mem­o­rable visu­al, spa­tial, and son­ic ‘hooks’ not unlike a melody or cho­rus you can’t shake from your head”. Unsur­pris­ing­ly, in the city of Mar­di Gras, it is the “soul­ful, funky, and hip-hop archi­tec­ture and art­works” of the pre­dom­i­nant­ly black neigh­bour­hoods that pro­vide the inspi­ra­tion for New Orleans’s unique­ly vibrant built envi­ron­ment. For Verder­ber, this is “out­sider” archi­tec­ture at its most pure and expres­sive, “on-our-own” struc­tures that cel­e­brate the every­day, and which are authen­tic “shrines to the human strug­gle for self-empow­er­ment”.

This archi­tec­tur­al musi­cal­i­ty, essen­tial to the cre­ation of a sense of place, is par­tic­u­lar­ly evi­dent in the restau­rants and cafés of New Orleans. Verder­ber describes the iconog­ra­phy of eater­ies, from dri­ve-in restau­rants (Popeyes Chick­en restau­rant chain began in New Orleans in 1972), and the Lucky Dog hot-dog push­carts that thronged the Vieux Car­ré in the 1940s but are now dis­ap­pear­ing, to the ubiq­ui­tous sno-ball stands. The unbear­able humid­i­ty of New Orleans meant that every neigh­bour­hood had a stand sell­ing those cones of ice flakes cov­ered with flavoured syrup. For Verder­ber, the sno-ball stand – often dec­o­rat­ed with hand-paint­ed murals – is the per­fect expres­sion of the musi­cal­i­ty that he finds so inspi­ra­tional in New Orleans, a wit­ty and authen­tic con­tri­bu­tion to the his­to­ry of Amer­i­can urban folk archi­tec­ture.

Verderber’s evoca­tive, even lov­ing, descrip­tions of these struc­tures and arte­facts and his strik­ing images cre­ate a mem­o­rable cel­e­bra­tion of the built envi­ron­ment of New Orleans and reflect a deep under­stand­ing of place. He hopes his study is not a eulo­gy but a blue­print for a soon-to-be-reborn city. Murals, bill­boards, sno-ball stands – these are vital to the soul of New Orleans. He believes that “above all, Kat­ri­na mag­ni­fied the impor­tance of hang­ing onto that which is authen­tic in our lives”. If New Ore­ans is rebuilt accord­ing to some New Urban­ist, neo-nine­teenth-cen­tu­ry vision of the sup­pos­ed­ly ide­al mid­dle-class city then this “deliri­ous place” will be tru­ly ruined. Like de Beau­voir, Verder­ber knows that the soul of New Orleans is unique and frag­ile. The city has always been a haven for refugees from the bland­ness of sub­ur­ban­ized Amer­i­ca, with its “place­less” malls packed with gener­ic fran­chis­es. Whether it con­tin­ues to ful­fil this role in the future will depend on whether the author­i­ties lis­ten to the com­mu­ni­ties they are sup­posed to rep­re­sent and to “preser­va­tion war­riors” such as Verder­ber; and whether place­mak­ing tri­umphs over place­less­ness.

[NB. This may dif­fer slight­ly from the pub­lished review.]