nomad'z land

pink martini makes me the happiest girl alive! well, when im at their concert swaying to their music not just randomly throughout any given day but that is very tangential sorry. let me begin anew.

this time the sugar child (me) took the sugar mama (syleste) out for a date aka sylestes first (and my second) time at the hollywood bowl! we attempted to count how many concerts weve been to together. the number so far is 10. and thats in the last 3 years. not bad. granted three were js and two were jayz. i sense a theme. of letters not musical styles. is this thing on? and by this thing i mean my ability to make sense and stay on point.

if youve never been to hollywood bowl, youre missin out! its just such a beautiful and neat venue. and when the suns going down and everythings changing colors, its magic. and if youve never heard pink martini, youre extra missing out. pink martini is like a mini orchestra based out of portland. super diverse, and they sing a lot of throwback tunes and in different languages with the accent etc to a muthafuckin t. i am re-inspired for the zillionth time to get back on my piano game. one of my dreams is to play in an orchestra. hahahha is it too late, kinda like how you cant try to plant the roots of becoming a ballerina over the age of 4?

so we got to our seats, popped open the wine juice boxes (i know, amazing) and started getting down on sylestes pasta salad which was amaaaze. we determined anywhere from 80-95% of people there were on the wine train. all aboard niggaz! la philharmonic opened with two songs, and stayed on to accompany pink martini.

shit its been days and now too much time has passed. ive lost the mojo for this entry. ummmmmm let me think. china forbes is their main singer, but they brought on another, storm large, since china was out with some throat issues for a while. both amazing. they had a few guest appearances including ari shapiro who was npr’s white house correspondent, and whom the ladies were oohing and aahing over. i personally was a big fan of his silver brocade jacket and his tan. awwww and then they had this 95 year old clarinetist who was making his debut performance at the hollywood bowl. he sure is still kickin! i hope i am doing shit at 95 years old other than dying or lying in a vegetative state. he was dope.

in conclusion, go see pink martini!!!!! i guarantee a happy time or your money back. depending on how much you paid for a ticket.