I don't care what they say.

No matter how much NPR tries to get me to like Zydeco, I just don't think I'm going to ever like it. Period. Seriously, does NPR owe money to some kind of shady New Orleans-style crime syndicate and to pay back the debt from Terry Gross' bad night at the casino we're sentenced to an eternity of washboards and accordians? Although I did see Schlutze Gets the Blues, a German movie featuring plenty of Zydeco recently and it was a great film, for what it's worth.