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As for the team here, we couldn’t have had a better time. From dressing up in costume as a ballerina, clown or a even a tree, we made the most of our Mardi Gras celebration. We had the best time catching Endymion from the stands at Michaul’s, walking down Royal Street during Fat Tuesday, and taking it all in on the balcony of the Royal Sonesta.

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And don’t forget to come back next year, Fat Tuesday, February 16th, for Mardi Gras 2010!

Since Fat Tuesday is the final day of the Carnival Season, make plans to arrive no later than Saturday, February 13th, 2010 to enjoy a long weekend of Mardi Gras festivities!

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Carnival is a fragile season that is often threatened, though I am amazed at how the spirit seems to survive. There are signs that people really do care and really want the season to have class, significance and style. They even have the guts to reject the corporate thumbprints that are now placed on most of life’s other events. In recognition of that spirit, here are four reasons to be thankful for this Carnival season.

4. Marching groups in the Quarter. By mid-afternoon on Mardi Gras, there is a mood shift in the Vieux Carré. By then the crazies and the drunks have passed out, and the male college students with their primal yells mercifully suffer from laryngitis.

From the distance there are the sounds of tambourines, drums and haunting chants. In spots, the Quarter takes on a medieval character as marching groups wind their ways through the neighborhood. The Society of St. Ann (named after the street, not the saint), having begun its trek in the Marigny, works its way to Canal Street to see Rex and then travels back, glistening in costumes worthy of the Venetian Carnival. Another group, the Ducks of Dixieland, pull off a double satire dressed as ducks who are themselves satirically costumed. With each outbreak of music along the way, the Ducks stop to dance. Even among ducks, it’s hard to keep the spirit down.

3. Momus’ spirit survives. When the Knights of Momus stopped parading due to the fallout from the 1991 Carnival ordinance controversy, Carnival lost its one satirical krewe. In an age in which some cheesy new krewes were applying generic themes to whatever floats could be rented from the float builders’ lots, Momus bothered to make a statement, using its floats to poke fun at the events of the day. Momus’ loss was a huge one, but at least the sprite beneath its jester’s cap escaped and now manifests itself in three krewes; Muses, Le Krewe d’Etat and (most of all) the Knights of Chaos, which looks and acts a lot like what Momus was. (The Knights even depart from Momus’ former float den and parade on Momus’ former Thursday night timeslot. In some ways, the krewe’s satires “out-Momus” Momus. Chances seem remote that Momus will ever parade again, but its influence is now thrice as nice.

2. Al Johnson. Here’s one of the good guys of Carnival. In 1959 Johnson first recorded one of carnival’s rhythm and blues classics, “Carnival Time.” The song begins with a staccato horn blast followed by Johnson wailing:

The Green Room is smokin’
And the Plaza’s burnin’ down,
Throw my baby out the window
Let the joints burn down
All because its Carnival time
Everybody’s having’ fun

For a whole bunch of sticky legal reasons, the rights to Johnson’s songs wound up in someone else’s control. Legal battles have been waged through the years. Several years ago, Johnson was finally recognized as having the rights to his song. Because the recording is so old and so regional, he won’t make much money from it, but at least he can say it is his. This year is the song’s 50th anniversary, an event that is even being celebrated with a state lottery scratch-off card. May that bring lots of luck to Al Johnson. He deserves it.

1. Beating back commercialism in New Orleans. Many have tried. Several years ago a company wanted its product recognized as the official wiener of Mardi Gras, and a few beer companies and radio station push it to the edge in a couple of parades, but for the most part New Orleans has taken its stand against commercialism in Carnival parades. Not only is it against the law, but the law is enforced. No thank you Nokia, wrong-number dot-coms, Carnival in New Orleans, if not in some suburbs, remains as an American oddity, a public spectacle that is not sold on the marketplace but paid for by the participants.

Krewe: The Early New Orleans Carnival-Comus to Zulu is available at all area bookstores. Books can also be ordered via e-mail at gdkrewe@aol.com or (504) 895-2266.

Reprinted with permission of the author.

Mardi Gras, especially in New Orleans, is a great excuse to dress up, and residents of the Crescent City sometimes go decades without missing the chance to don a crazy costume.

After you have decided what to be, or what to dress your children as for the 2008 Halloween festivities, start thinking about costume ideas for February of next year. Be careful not to buy any costume materials until after Halloween, however, to make sure you get your costume gear at the lowest prices.

Mardi Gras is a great opportunity to step outside yourself and partake in a community of celebration. Don’t miss out on the chance to have a great costume while doing so!

Since Mardi Gras is celebrated in only certain places of the world, with each their own tradition, many items or “take-aways” have and will become hot commodities for collectors.

The next time you visit New Orleans to catch beads, see parades, eat king cake and take in some culture, be mindful of the unique items you encounter. There are collectors who scour Ebay for particular year or parade doubloons, a gold Zulu coconut or an ornate flashing string of beads. At any time, there are framed posters or parade krewe memorabilia that go for hundreds, if not thousands of dollars each.

It’s the little things that come together to make Mardi Gras in New Orleans one of the best free shows on Earth, so if you find yourself in the Crescent City during carnival time, think twice about stepping over that plastic souvenir cup or trading some beads. Who knows? It could pay off. And in any case, you’ll be left with a little piece of history.

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Kevin Costner thrilled the massive crowds that lined the streets of Mid-City for the Krewe of Endymion. 2008 was the first year this extremely popular parade returned to their traditional route (since Hurricane Katrina). The pre-parade party on Orleans Avenue was a festival by itself…but then the parade started rolling at City Park & Orleans which brought tears to the eyes of everyone as this was yet another sign that New Orleans is recovering and life is back to normal.

Based on the crowds that lined St. Charles Avenue Mardi Gras Day and the traditional Mardi Gras madness in the French Quarter, the early arrival of Mardi Gras didn’t affect the spirit of Carnival that is unique to New Orleans!

One hundred and fifty years earlier on that date the Mistick Krewe of Comus began its first parade from that corner. Comus would set the template from which the New Orleans Mardi Gras would evolve.

By 8:30 the maskers had set up a folding card table which would be topped by an ice chest preserving three bottle of champagne. The masks that concealed the five’s identity were of the type worn by Comus maskers during their ball, though no explanation was offered as to how the masks were secured for this event.

Champagne was flowing into the goblets by 8:45 in preparation for the official toasting which would take place a 9, the hour that the initial march was to begin.

Most of the young men who formed the first Comus procession lived or worked within the neighborhood of the parade’s origin. The very building alongside which the maskers toasted now houses a law office; a century and half earlier it had been the site of a cigar factory. Many of the structures that stand today stood then to echo the sounds of Carnival’s birth.

When the awaited hour arrived one of the maskers read a passage from Perry Young whose 1931 book told of the first movements:

“At 9’Clock, or thereabout, the glare of torchlights shattered the darkness of Magazine and Julia Streets, bands burst into symphony, and the Mistick Krewe stood revealed– a company of demons, rich and realistic; moving in a procession that seemed to blaze from some secret chamber of the earth.”

After the reading, the five maskers offered their official toast followed by an impromptu single file march half way down Julia and back, then more champagne.

Except for a van full of meter maids circling like vultures looking for a vehicle on which to attach a parking ticket no one paid much attention to the revelers. Beautiful people dressed elegantly for an event at the nearby Contemporary Art Center walked by as though five masked people drinking champagne in the warehouse district on the Saturday after Mardi Gras was normal. Finally one woman who approached to wait for a bus could not ignore event. Her drawl, however, revealed her as someone not from here and certainly not aware of the city’s idiosyncrasies.

Carnival’s rulers are masters at concocting pageantry and mystique if not at calculating anniversaries. A year earlier, in 2006, Comus’ 150th had been celebrated in some quarters though that would NOT have marked a true anniversary but rather  the 150th time that Comus would have paraded had it paraded uninterrupted through the decades which it has not. The Laws of Math however confirm that 150 years after 1857 is 2007. Obedient to such laws the five makers honored Comus and his legacy.

Their mission done the maskers folded the coffee table, lifted the ice chest and walked away. Left alone on the corner was the woman still awaiting the bus and the meter maids who were finding little prey. By 9:30 on this most special of evenings  the night had returned to normal The earth’s secret chamber was once again closed.

Reprinted with permission of the author.