Monday, February 22, 2010

Aint life in New Orleans strange?

New Orleans... what can I say?


Saturday afternoon... here come horses

And a coffin!

And mourners wearing paper bags!

It's the Ain'ts funeral... the end of a tradition of loving the Saints even though they never win anything.

So now the Ain'ts have had last rites, and are gone for ever.

Who dat?

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The Last Parade of Mardi Gras!

Well, all those parades... I felt very much like an observer at Carnival... But that changed on Fat Tuesday itself.



I took part in the Saint Ann's Parade... from Marigny to the French Quarter. It was nice to be something other than an observer, and I didn't care that there were no fancy doubloons being thrown.

But first, a bit of Zulu, the parade traditionally done in blackface (sort of)





Zulu started at 8 AM... and went on for a long time. I only caught one thing... a mini-frisbee. Unlike others, this parade had a sort of tailgating aspect to it... clearly a family affair, smaller in scale, and more about community.

I also caught two cups... and promptly gave one away.

I left after a few floats to catch up with my friends Dale and Dave in Faubourg Marigny (The Marigny Suburb) just outside the French Quarter. The goal was to follow a parade of home-grown costumes. If I had known better I would have created a more elegant costume. For example:

Dave got dressed up a bit...

As did a couple at their B&B... I guess they'd be house organs then? They had a small cassette player playing Bach under their frock.


Folks were gathering in Marigny, just milling around.







this is us...








He looks super!

At some point things started to move...

I bet his name is Jack...



These women were dressed as "Air Nagin" flight attendants... hoping Mayor Nagin flies away soon.


Once in the French Quarter, there was a costume competition...


Costumes are from the various balls...
This one was from a ball called "things that have vanished"
The French Opera house burned down almost a century ago.

And K&B was the local drug store chain.

By the way, the other costume was De-gas-ga a sort of combination of lady gaga and Degas.

It was a zoo in the French Quarter!


There were lots of others in line... but the crowd was a CRUSH... so we took a few snaps and split (or actually popped out of the crowd like watermelon seeds!)


Charlie, reporting from Mardi Gras!

"Merry Christmas!"

want more? Here's a pre-K view of the parade:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EHg7ZUtKVsU

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Mardi Gras: Endymion

Saturday's supposed daytime parade didn't get going until dark... but I hung out with the guys setting up each of the incredible Endymion throwing machines (floats with two layers full of guys with things to throw!

Too many photos this time... here are two!




Tbere were 24 floats, each with two characters. Had a blast.

Mardi Gras: Krewe d'Etat and beyond...

On the heels of Hermes... the Krewe d'Etat, a satyrical krewe.



Another parade lit by flambeaux... at least partially.

With horsemen (some of these had doubloons! (The guys called me a doubloon whore... I got several)

Each float had something it was making fun of...

Stimulus Package?

Dictator's Float:

Greed:

And then the camera died!

I missed getting pictures of Morpheus, which re-used some floats from Sparta... and also Muses... the most fun and creative of the night... with dancing shoes, fluttering butterflies and a float called "Put the seat down!" with a toilet. The superbowl parade did have one of the Muses floats... the lit shoe... for the two SAINTS kickers, so you get to see one float anyway.

here's the shot from last tuesday:

Mardi Gras: Hermes

There were four parades last night... my camera batteries died during the second one!




The Parade was Krewe of Hermes, a sort of prelude to the big parades.


More bands! They were very good... considering how cold it was


COLD!


Robert and Johnny...


At one time the only lights for the parades were "flambeaux"... kerosene flaming lights, carried on long poles. Take a careful look!


The rule is that you should tip the flambeau guy. I gave one of the first ones all my change.

The floats were all Egyptian gods...









How about a nice cold beer?

BRRRR!