Last year, I returned to Bourbon Street to learn that one of the very bright spots of my youth is still open. If you like traditional New Orleans Dixieland jazz, this is the place.
The nights that I was there, the band took requests. When I called out "Honeysuckle Rose!", everyone in in the band gulped collectively, paused for ten seconds, and then the pianist played the intro and began singing. The clarinettist remarked that he had to think hard about the changes because he hadn't played the tune in ages.
I highly recommend this club.