I may not have gotten to see Boz Scaggs this summer, but even the ticket price was not enough to keep me away from the Hollywood Bowl in LA, CA last night. I hate to think how long it’s been since I’ve seen Barry…Manilow…as if there was any other possibility.
This was the first time that we have seen Barry at the Bowl. We’ve been there for Easter Sunrise services…(yes we are pilgrims)…and for nights with the Philharmonic, under the stars, complete with a picnic dinner.
But, contrary to what I heard last night, Barry has performed at the Bowl before.
Seriously, I am an expert!
In the early 80’s…yes, really the 1980’s…he performed a benefit concert at the Hollywood Bowl for The United Way. (I even remember what he was wearing. )
I’ve even got it on video & if I was techno savvy enough I’d download it here.
It was on Entertainment Tonight and Barry met a little girl after the concert. When Mary Hart asked the little girl how did she feel getting her big moment to meet Barry Manilow, she said, “I think I’m a asleep!”
Barry got a big kick out of that.
“Well, maybe it was a concert that had several musicians performing for the United Way and Barry didn’t consider it ‘just’ his show,” Hubby said.
Grrr – I hate when he’s right.
The concert last night was fabulous…after 33 years, did you think I would not give him a rave review? I think Barry might have fallen off the piano bench, (mind the new hips) when during “Weekend in New England” someone shouted out a comment/suggestion after he sang the line, “When can I touch you….?”
I can’t say for sure what they called out to him. Over the years I’ve heard the audience shout out LOTS of things.
What ever it was, judging by how he giggled, it must was a compliment for the singer who claimed he was 95 years old last night. : ) I love to see Barry laugh.
Seriously though Baz, you’ll always be 32 years old to me.
*Thanks to The Hollywood Bowl for the photo.
Okay, I’m so NOT into Barry (though I’m sure you had to be there). But we’ve had some wonderful nights at the Hollywood Bowl. When my friends came from England, we went to see Chris Isaak sing “Wicked Games.” I don’t know if it was the wine, the food, or the sun setting on the Hollywood sign, or the fireworks, but the night was magical.
I nearly called you.
What a great story! To see him twice at the same place so many years apart really is magical. Maybe he didn’t remember that he performed there before, but how could he not remember such a splendid place!
I had a magical night at the Hollywood Bowl, too, with Jan, the same agenda as listed above, but hey she didn’t mention me here….Oh, maybe it was because there were no fireworks the night we attended, I’m sure that’s the reason!
Shame on her for not mentioning you : )
…must be all the homework.
Are you familiar with the line of a song…”You wouldn’t believe where I’ve been….? Well, you wouldn’t believe all the times and places I’ve seen Barry. Guess I’m addicted. : )