AP Photo c/o Matt Rourke.
Sure, you can go ahead and get crazy at the club tonight. Lord knows there are plenty of open bars that will facilitate questionable choices. But there IS something exciting about a new year, a fresh start, a (false, right?) feeling that spring is coming; which means new life and new possibilities. Personally, I’m staying away from anything vaguely resembling a club tonight. You’ve seen this fake flyer, right?
But tomorrow, for the first time in my four years in Philadelphia, I may just get to get down with the Mummers. With a service job, it just hasn’t been possible yet. And love them or hate them, they’re an institution in this city. An institution that dates back to the late 19th Century. For real.
There’s plenty of (bad) footage from 2011’s festivities and a handful of homemade photo montages set to funky music but it’s still challenging to sit through a five-minute Windows slideshow of a stranger’s mediocre photos. But there’s something magical about weirdo South Philly males, which is a culture in it of itself, dressed up in makeup, weird costumes and often horribly-but-done-nonetheless drag. THIS is how Philadelphia celebrates a new year. Don’t fight it. It’s just one of those undeniable truths about this city.
Check out when they got the national NBC treatment and were on Amerca’s Got Talent: South Philly Vikings reppin’ Philly hard.