Double Dutching in Jackson Square before the Super Bowl

In looking back upon my life, I have noticed a strange pattern. I have lived in the geographical fan base of successful football franchises much of my adult life. The first time it happened was kind of heartbreaking, living in Syracuse and Rochester (NY) while the Buffalo Bills played in and lost 4 consecutive Super Bowls in the early nineties. At the turn of the century I moved to New England in time to witness the Patriots go to 3 Super Bowls, winning two of them. Now here I am – a new decade, a New Orleans, and at the epicenter of the wildest football scene in the history of the universe. And yes, the Saints victory over the Colts in Super Bowl XLIV has beaten the shit out of every other football experience I have ever had. WHO DAT!!

Aviva hooping it up!

It is really funny because I am not a football fan, per se. I have watched a handful of Super Bowls and playoff games over the years, but here in the Big Easy there is no way to avoid the Saints mania. This is a city only five years out from being nearly destroyed by Katrina and the Saints seem to represent something beyond sports. They are the Phoenix rising up from the flames, with all the aura and legend of that mythical creature. Even my yoga teacher waxes poetic during class, prophesizing that the Saints’ victory is going to end the Hindu Kali Yuga and usher in the Dvapara Yuga. She tells us that we are all about to become beings made of light, and if my quantum calculations are correct she just might be right.

I spent the day out with my new friends who love to Double Dutch and hula hoop. We rode our bikes through traffic jams and dog parades (Barkus) to get to Jackson Square in the early afternoon, where we set up shop and drew a huge crowd around us. The Saints fans (aka all of New Orleans) were all out in their black and gold, some wearing more elaborate costumes. The sun was shining and our little boom box was playing upbeat music and it was all pretty picture perfect, as my perfectly pretty pictures hopefully convey.

For the game I went to a party, with the usual anarchists and artists you find at random parties around New Orleans when you are a freak like me. I sat inside an old warehouse building of some sort on a dingy car seat watching the game projected on a giant bed sheet. The setup would occasionally lose reception and about half way through someone put Saints Radio on instead of the CBS audio, making the famous Super Bowl commercials seem even more surreal. There was no heat and so I went out at half time to warm up by the fire while The Who played and we all secretly wondered if they regretted the lyrics in “My Generation“.

The second half of the game was epic, up to the point in the 4th quarter when the Saints made the game’s only interception and ran 70 yards to victory, and into history. After all the hugs and victory cries and high fives our posse once again rode out towards the French Quarter, busting out the jump ropes and hula hoops on the corners of Frenchmen and Royal. Once again a jubilant crowd gathered around us, while cars drove by honking and the whole city took to the streets in celebration. Everyone yelling “Who Dat!!” over and over again. All people united by one event, a celebration well deserved by this amazing city. I am blessed to be here, and to be a part of it all.

Giddy Saints fan holding my hoop

Saints Cycle

Here is a slideshow of the Daytime photos:

And here is one with the Night-time photos:

These photos go back to the beginning of this summer, May 25th, and the Northampton Reggae Festival put on by “Bush-I” and Ira McKinley in Pulaski Park. I did not photograph the great Reggae bands that played that day which included the Alchemystics and Black Rebels, because by that time I was too busy hula hooping. What I did get was the amazing performance put on by my friend and fellow vegan Jahara Sara Conz and her Innovative Female Dance Ensemble known as FemmAesthetik.

FemmAesthetik performed the “Oxum” dance in honor of the goddess of love: Mahajoy Laufer and Jahara Sara Conz dancers; Veronica “V” Haddad and Allison Ahearn drummers. There was also a fashion show that Jahara, Chaya, Mindy, Megan E. LaBonte, V and Mahajoy modeled for. The clothes were designed and made by Mahajoy Laufer, the incredibly talented young woman you will see MC-ing the fashion show in my photos. Lastly, “Boogie Back” (Mahajoy’s Lindy Hop group) performed a Lindy Hop piece.

This event was a kick off for the summers once a month Friday “music in the park” jams. You can view all 160 of my photos from this event on flickr.