It could be 1928, and you and your 5th Ave friends are around the piano where Cole Porter begins a couple of lines of a polished "I've Got You Under My Skin" when a clarinet climbs a scale to a high note and holds to trill, then a gritty trombone blats a syncopated series followed by rhythm banjo strumming a beat, and a muted cornet jumps a half beat back--- and you know you are in New Orleans.
That trombone is Wilbur de Paris, with his brother Sidney on cornet, Omar Simeon on clarinet along with piano, bass, trumpet, drums and the occasional harmonica. These are polished musicians that know each others moves so well. Damn it's good.
Wilbur de Paris "Plays Cole Porter" on an early Atlantic 1288. This 1958 pressing is a fine collection of well known songs, played with such life and humor. I know of no other music that simply celebrates the fun of life as well as dixieland. I think I'll dig out some Sidney Bechet.