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Standing on the corner of 1st Street & Grand Avenue in downtown Los Angeles last night. The Disney Concert Hall is at the left, the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion (the south end of the Music Center) on the right. Just off to the far right of this view, down the hill, is the iconic Los Angeles City Hall.
The Ives 3rd Symphony was interesting, particularly after watching much of a pre-concert talk being given in the DCH lobby about Ives. There is so much I don’t know about him or his music. I’ll have to correct that.
The Dvorak 9th Symphony (the “New World” Symphony) was beyond words, spectacular, amazing, fantastic, ausgezeichnet, mind blowing… To hear it in that almost acoustically perfect space, with the LA Philharmonic giving it their all, and the energetic Gustavo Dudamel conducting… If you can listen to that without being moved to tears of joy, we probably can’t be friends.
Even if you’re not a classical music fan… Even if you can’t see it at the Disney Concert Hall or its like… Even if you can’t see it performed by the LA Philharmonic or an equivalent group… Even if it’s a high school band in the gym and you’re only there because your hair dresser’s kid is playing third flute…
Go see the New World Symphony performed live. It’s a bucket list item.
Taken the same day as last week, just a different view.
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From left to right, the A6M3 Zero, the P-51 Mustang, the F8 Bearcat, the (red) F-24, and the F6 Hellcat.
When you get there early, before everyone else, you can go talk to the planes all by yourself.
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- From left to right:
- Navion (silver)
- F-24 (red)
- P-47 Thunderbolt (in restoration)
- F8 Bearcat (in front)
- F6 Hellcat (in back, mostly just the prop showing to the left of the F8’s tail)
- A6M3 Zero (green & gold, behind the P-51)
- P-51 Mustang
Enjoy the silence.
This will be quick – I just came up for air from being buried in accounting and righteous indignation on social media and realized it’s 23:59
Again, from last Saturday.
There was BBQ at our house because, well… Kansas City! BBQ! Duh!
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There was some tension being behind by ten points with only about eight minutes left – but you have seen us play, right? Like, really?
There was champagne that we had been saving for a special occasion, and they don’t get just a whole lot more special than this.
There was hanging out and celebrating and watching Andy Reid get his awards and Patrick Mahomes get his and everyone else looking at wedding pictures.
See you next year, same time, same place – back to back!
(And pitchers and catchers report in eight days…)
Once the airshow’s over things get back to normal. The airspace is released from its FAA waiver and regular flights resume. The warbirds are still lined up, but the crowds take off quickly to try to beat the traffic out. So it’s easy to get right up to the flight line and take a big, wide picture.
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From left to right:
- the Beech Staggerwing I’ve been gushing about
- a tiny bit of the red nose of the CAF F-24
- a tiny bit of the blue and yellow nose of one of our PT-19s
- across the runway, our yellow SNJ
- our blue F6F Bearcat
- our blue F8F Hellcat
- a P-51, checkered nose, not ours, not sure which one
- a T-6, I believe it’s War Bird
- the oddity of it all, a Cessna 172 that was taxiing to the left while I was scanning to the right (!!)
- our P-51
- our blue PBJ bomber
- above, a helicopter giving rides now that the airspace is open
- a green & yellow B-25 owned by the AAF
- our Zero
- the MIG-17 owned by one of our pilots
- a lot of other warbirds off in the distance
Yep, out of the frying pan… So few hours for sleep…
Think of good thoughts, happy memories. Like last Saturday, on the ramp before the crowds got too big…
Where yesterday’s panorama was taken looking due west toward Moorpark, this one was taken looking more northwest, toward the far western end of Simi Valley.
This was taken from the replica White House South Lawn at the Reagan Library, which can be seen at the left hand side of yesterday’s panorama. Naturally, this means that the location from which yesterday’s panorama was taken is seen at the far right side of this picture. (Geometry, FTW!!)
You do get some fantastic views from up here – probably one of the reasons they built the Library in this spot.
It must have been an amazing place to be last November when about 90% of what you see was on fire. I’ll let the built-in security cameras take those pictures. There are pretty much only two narrow roads in or out of the Library grounds. If it’s surrounded, you might have a “bad day” on your hands.
From last weekend, taken at the Reagan Library, looking out to the west toward Moorpark.
Who’s that in the turquoise, watching the goober out in the blazing sun taking pictures?
We weren’t exactly “lost” – I knew we were still in Vermont since we hadn’t crossed Lake Champlain into New York, the Connecticut River into New Hampshire, or run into any border guards that might wonder why we were trying to get into Canada.
But for the third (fourth?) time that day, while I was quite sure I knew where I was and where I was headed, a quick check of the map on my phone before driving off again showed that I had missed a turn and passed my destination by about ten miles. As lovely as Canada is, it was time for a course correction.
But before I pulled that quick U-turn (and wound up on that one-lane dirt road for about eight miles, wondering if we would ever see pavement again but enjoying the absolutely stunning scenery) I took in this view:
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We were way north of Cabot and a long way west of the Connecticut River, but I still wonder if those big, tall mountains waaaaaaaay off on the horizon might be in New Hampshire. Probably not. Maybe on a more clear day, but then we wouldn’t have this wonderful interplay of white clouds and green mountains, sunlight and shadow, and the threat of rain in the distance.