Where was the "House Of The Rising Sun," --- REALLY???...

 

"One foot is on the platform, the other's on the train... I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain... Going back to New Orleans... My race is almost run... Gonna spend the rest of my life underneath a rising sun..." --- The traditional folksong, "The House Of The Rising Sun".

WHERE WAS "The House Of The Rising Sun"--- REALLY???...

Various places in New Orleans have been proposed as the inspiration for the song, with varying plausibility. The phrase "House of the Rising Sun" is often understood as a euphemism for a brothel, but it is not known whether or not the house described in the lyrics was an actual or a fictitious place.

One theory is that the song is about a woman who killed her father, an alcoholic gambler who had beaten his wife. Therefore, the House of the Rising Sun may be a jailhouse, from which one would be the first person to see the sun rise (an idea supported by the lyric mentioning "a ball and chain," though that phrase has been slang for marital relationships for at least as long as the song has been in print).

Because women often sang the song, another theory is that the House of the Rising Sun was where prostitutes were detained while treated for syphilis. Since cures with mercury were ineffective, going back was very unlikely.

Only three candidates that use the name Rising Sun have historical evidence—from old city directories and newspapers. The first was a small, short-lived hotel on Conti Street in the French Quarter in the 1820s. It burned down in 1822. An excavation and document search in early 2005 found evidence that supported this claim, including an advertisement with language that may have euphemistically indicated prostitution. Archaeologists found an unusually large number of pots of rouge and cosmetics at the site. (Interior of the excavation at Conti St., --- below) >>>

The second possibility was a "Rising Sun Hall" listed in late 19th-century city directories on what is now Cherokee Street, at the riverfront in the uptown Carrollton neighborhood, which seems to have been a building owned and used for meetings of a Social Aid and Pleasure Club, commonly rented out for dances and functions. It also is no longer extant. Definite links to gambling or prostitution (if any) are undocumented for either of these buildings. (Image, below, --- ???) >>>

A third was "The Rising Sun", which advertised in several local newspapers in the 1860s, located on what is now the lake side of the 100 block of Decatur Street. In various advertisements it is described as a "Restaurant," a "Lager Beer Salon," and a "Coffee House." (Decatur St., --- below.) >>>

At the time, New Orleans businesses listed as coffee houses often also sold alcoholic beverages.

Dave Van Ronk claimed in his biography "The Mayor of MacDougal Street" that at one time when he was in New Orleans someone approached him with a number of old photos of the city from the turn of the century. Among them "was a picture of a forbidding stone doorway with a carving on the lintel of a stylized rising sun... It was the Orleans Parish women's prison." (Image, below???) >>>

"Bizarre New Orleans," a guidebook on New Orleans, asserts that the real house was at 1614 Esplanade Avenue, between the years 1862 and 1874, and was said to be named after it's madame, the beautiful and mysterious brothel madame, --- Marianne Le Soleil Levant, whose surname means "the rising sun", in French.

(Image, below... Now, #1614 is an apartment building.) >>>

Another guidebook, "Offbeat New Orleans," asserts that the real House of the Rising Sun was at 826–830 St. Louis St. between 1862 and 1874, also purportedly named for Marianne LeSoleil Levant. The building still stands, and Eric Burdon, after visiting at the behest of the owner, said, "The house was talking to me." (Image, below.) >>>

Sooo... WHAT do you THINK???... What IS REALLY, REALLY the true location of "The House Of The Rising Sun"???... 😚💥💋💋💋...

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