The band kicks up the tempo, the crowd applauds and Chris Owens prances out on stage at her Bourbon Street night club, her black curls flying and sequined tights twinkling. It's show time and this is a night for performing like all others. Only this French Quarter first lady has been entertaining audiences for more than 50 years, a fixture on a New Orleans night club scene that faded long ago even as she outlasted many a singer and dancer in a city awash in revelry. For the next hour or more, Owens will lead the crowd through repeated applause, wowing them with nonstop dancing and singing while exhibiting the enormous energy of a woman decades younger. Life is a cabaret for Owens, and she's been coming out night after night, week after week, under the stage lights. It's that special way your backbone slips when you feel the rhythm.
Tom Benson sold cars with my husband Sol—they knew each other very well. Gary Collins. Major Ferguson—he just died. Allen Funt from Candid Camera.
Daughter of Fred Moore Shaw Sr. Grew up on a cotton farm and went to Texas Weslyn College to be a nurse. Moved to New Orleans, LA to be with her sister while continuing her passion for music. Met and married a Chevrolet car salesman Sol R. Owens in no children.