Jesse Moore is the HooDoo Man for your spirit; a magician for your heart and a shaman for your soul. His gris-gris is in his music. He's the one you come to when your heart is heavy, when your spirits are low, when your soul is achin' or when you just wanna have a good time and dance your cares away.

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HooDoo is also a feeling you get. Like these:

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get walking down Bourbon Street in New Orleans on a Saturday night headin' for Tipatinas to listen to the Neville Brothers.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get listening to the Neville Brothers.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you buy at the frozen daquiri stand at the corner of St. Claude and Dumaine.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get sitting outside Cafe Du Monde on any afternoon, having latte and beignets, watching the mule carriages ease by.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get talking to an elderly man sitting alone on the banks of the Mississippi playing his saxophone as he watches the sun rise glorious.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get eating a French fry poboy and wondering why something so bad for you could taste so good.

• Hoodoo is the magic that Sister Marie Laveau lays on you at the House of Voodoo Museum.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get in the Gospel Tent at the New Orleans Music and Heritage Festival.

• Hoodoo is the feeling you get listening to Allen Toussaint, The Meters, Dr. John, Wild Tchoupitoulas, Prof. Longhair, Fats Domino, Little Feat, and (of course) the HooDoo Man.

Email me with you're favorite hoodoo moment. If it feels like hoodoo to me, it could wind up here.