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Pink Martini @ The Hollywood Bowl, 9/14

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As a big fan of music, the outdoors and people walking around with purple wine mustaches, I’m not pleased to report that this was my first trip to the Hollywood Bowl all year. I don’t know what happened – I’ve seen some of my favorite bands there and sometimes even go just to whoop it up in the cheap seats regardless of who’s playing for an excuse to eat too much cheese and hang out with my friends under the stars. For some reason this year the summer got away from me and I only made it once, but at least it was fancy. The nice people at the Bowl gave me box seats that were up close and even came with their own fold out, airplane-like tables. I had no idea. It was awesome, like dining in a really comfy veal pen. Due to the fact that we were sitting in the section where people who buy season tickets to the symphony sit, and that Pink Martini is many things, none of which are either rock or roll, we were surrounded by a much more….mature audience than I’m used to there. A 50th birthday party was happening to our left and everyone in the box next to us was wearing a hearing aid, but they raged right up there with the best of them – nary a table was without several bottles of wine and I watched the guy in front of me put away at least four, very large, very pink, martinis. Ah, the Bowl, how I’ve missed it.