And it was...a SUPER Super Sunday. A gorgeous day, with a home cooked breakfast eaten on the patio after some coffee and cigarettes. Went by bicycle to see the festivities where all the Indian Tribes meet. Normally it's done on St. Joseph's day, but the Indian chiefs postponed it for a week this year for some reason, not sure why. It's been a lovely, lovely March that certainly did 'come in' and 'go out' as two different entities, but it's been an almost rhapsodic spring so far, temperature wise. Some more loveliness follows....
The father of one of John's students in full regalia.
Everyone gettin' in on the music, marching away.
A very serious look from a very seriously talented suit-maker. All these Indians make these suits themselves, it takes all year and a lot of money for each of these amazings. Les Blank is a documentarian who has done all kinds of films on creole, cajun, and New Orleans culture. His first film on New Orleans Mardi Gras, which includes the Indians, was done in 1978, but I've found there isn't a real knowledge of this culture, even in this town, as it's a very secretive element.
The crowd getting them all hyped up.
It seems this tradition is still going on strong, the young men look transfixed...
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