Greetings, Royal Subjects!
The music. The magic. The memories. Rex Duke™, the world's first and foremost Mardi Gras critic,
returns to bestow his honors upon the most deserving krewes.
Greetings, Royal Subjects!
On Fat Tuesday, the storm clouds drew open their shadowy curtains to reveal a gilded city,
splendidly costumed for a day of revelry. But in those early weeks of Carnival season,
our noble krewes endured another year of both rain and cold to fearlessly roll out their
artistic processions, and I salute them all.
I, too, braved the elements to steer my chariot across the vast kingdom of Carnival, at times even moving assembled trash cans and 2-by-4s to park my noble steed near the parade route. I watched and considered each krewe, judging it for the originality and execution of its theme, its organization, the quality and generosity of its throws, and its musicality -- along with its strict adherence to such time-honored traditions as masking. Here, I present my results and rankings.
Following this last gesture, I place my quilled pen upon the mantel until next year.
Adieu!