In the last week I, unfortunately, haven't taken very many photos, but I've had a whole lot of Halloween fun! Wednesday evening I carved pumpkins with my friends (and we subsequently have 4 pumpkins worth of roasted pumpkin seeds.) Friday and Sunday I went to Voodoo Music Festival, which was so much fun. Friday I hung out by the more local tents of WWOZ and Preservation Hall. I saw a great young cajun band, Feufollet, and a zydeco band whose washboard player was over 80 years old. It's so inspirational to see people at that age still livin' the dream, especially in a band where the other members were well under 40.
Sunday at Voodoo was so much fun too. I saw Zydepunks for the first time, and they were great, and the crowd was a lively one. You know how when Pigpen from Charlie Brown dances there's just this huge cloud of dust that engulfs him and anyone else unfortunate enough to get close? Well, that's what happened in front of the stage. Everyone was dancing so much that they were kicking up a huge cloud of dust. Everyone was a little confused when MGMT took the stage to the Scooby Doo theme song, until we realized that they were dressed as the whole gang. It was great! Props to them for being true to the Halloween spirit (although the lead singer was a scarily convincing Daphne). Macy Gray was an awesome throwback, Trombone Shorty was amazing (he did that elusive circular breathing technique and held a note on the trumpet for well over a minute, I'd guess close to two), and listening to My Morning Jacket while watching the stars was the perfect ending to a great festival.
After that we headed on down to Frenchmen St, to see the real Halloween freaks. In true New Orleans style there were some amazing costumes. There was an Angel of Death who was walking on stilts and had enormous black and red wings with a wing span of about 8-10 feet, there were some awesome papier mâché aliens, and a python named Kiki.
Then on Monday in celebration of All Saints Day, there was a second line that was a tribute to Jazz Funerals. I'd never been to a second line before, so it was really amazing to experience. I think the best part was when the motorcade had stopped traffic at an intersection and this guy just got out of his car and started breaking it down. He was still painted slightly silver and his hair had more than a hint of green from last night's costume, and he was just loving life.
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