The Krewe of BOO! parade isn’t just the most spirited Halloween event in town—it literally parades through haunted history. Our route weaves through centuries of mystery, murder, and macabre legends. So while you’re catching beads and dancing to the beat, keep an eye on those shadowy balconies and misty corners—you might just lock eyes with something… that isn’t entirely alive.

As Halloween creeps closer and the Crescent City prepares for its most hauntingly fun celebration—Krewe of BOO!—there’s no better way to get in the spirit than by indulging in a few spine-tingling films that take full advantage of New Orleans' gothic charm, moss-draped mystery, and supernatural swagger. From voodoo queens to haunted mansions, NOLA isn’t just a backdrop—it’s a main character.

In a city known for jazz funerals, voodoo queens, and above-ground graves, it’s no surprise that vampires feel right at home in New Orleans. They walk our foggy streets, lurk in candlelit courtyards, and, if you believe the legends, some of them never left after the sun came up. Whether real, imagined, or somewhere in between, vampires have sunk their teeth deep into New Orleans lore—and during Halloween, their influence reaches a fever pitch.

Some cities carve pumpkins. New Orleans carves out an entire month of madness, magic, and mysticism—especially in the French Quarter, where Halloween is less holiday, more performance art. With its gas-lit alleys, wrought-iron balconies, and centuries of spooky lore, the French Quarter doesn’t just celebrate Halloween—it embodies it. From voodoo queens to bloodthirsty aristocrats in cravats, October in this neighborhood is where the occult collides with the over-the-top...

In most places, the witching hour is something spooky you whisper about under the covers. In New Orleans? It’s prime time. When the clock strikes midnight in the Crescent City, the line between magic and reality gets as blurry as a Bourbon Street daiquiri. From voodoo queens and rootworkers to hexes, gris-gris, and spell-casting grandmothers, the mystical arts are woven into the city's bones like Spanish moss on an iron gate.

You’ve got your costume, your to-go cup, and your spot staked out on the Krewe of BOO! parade route—but do you really know what’s lurking behind those beads and brass bands? This isn’t just a Halloween parade—it’s a haunted tour in disguise. Beneath the cobblestones of the Crescent City lies a twisted tapestry of voodoo queens, restless spirits, and unsolved crimes. Let’s take a spirited stroll (pun intended) down the BOO parade path and uncover the ghost stories hiding in pl

In most cities, funerals are quiet affairs. In New Orleans, they come with a brass band and backup dancers. Here in the Crescent City, we don’t just mourn the dead—we honor them, celebrate them, and send them off in style with a dance, a drink, and a little bit of jazz. The line between grief and joy gets blurred by trumpet blasts and feathered umbrellas, and before you know it, you’re crying into your cocktail and dancing in the streets.

There is but one New Orleans—Queen City of the Inland Sea, Gateway to the Mississippi Valley, Paris of America. She is the most wicked of cities, with a past as thick as roux simmering on a stovetop. This backward-like town, built on a bed of oyster shells, offers a little voodoo in a good ol’ Southern night, brewing a provocative spell through the pervasive French Quarter. She enchants vampires to roam and spirits to haunt, and if a passerby is willing to probe, there are my

In a city filled to the brim with juxtaposition, New Orleans is a complex landscape of violence and religion, of sinister acts and saintly gifts, of brutality and compassion side by side. With street names literally altered between historic saints and legendary sinners, the city's heritage is a cultural line up of eccentric personalities who have garnered lives filled with mainly good or mainly bad influences. Here, we like to say, "sin tonight; church tomorrow."