"Louque Letters To Elwood"

 

Greetings Elwood,

I was sipping my coffee this morning when I saw the little sticker you gave me with your address on it and I decided I’d write to you.  I’m the guy in the VW van at the car wash a few days ago.  We spoke but it wasn’t small talk.  We spoke of the journey of man and race.  

You struck a chord in me when you said you wanted to move back to Africa.  I can’t say I blame you.  Though I’m a white man, I want to move to Africa too.  We spoke of the blood on America’s hands and real truths like the evil that was Columbus.  To me we lost a lot when we exterminated the life the Natives were living.  They had figured out a lot, both survival skills and spirituality.  To me, they were the baddest dudes on the planet.  On their journey to the America’s, they spent 10,000 years crossing the Bering Strait in extremely cold temperatures.  

I love that you’re part of the Houma tribe.  I’d love to keep in touch.  My number is (504)875-7216.  And you can find me and my music from my website below.  I release all music under my last name Louque.  

Kind regards,

Dustan Louque

dustanlouque.com

"Louque Letters To Mathew"

                                                                                                                             

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Greetings Matthew,

Just wanted to thank you for your purchase.  The Louque name really means a lot to me and I work hard everyday to honor the hard work those before us did.  The Louque men made a smooth transition from the farm to the factory but there was no handbook for how to become an artist.  Over the years I have somehow managed to capture the essence and stories of old Grand Point/St. James Parish in song to share with the world.  

I hope this finds you well and finding the courage to walk your own unique path.   When I printed the label and saw Jennie Rd., my heart skipped a beat.  She was so beautiful and I think of her from time to time.  I think of all the folks we’ve lost a lot actually and try even harder.  My work becomes a prayer.

Kind regards,

Dustan Louque