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Non Stop Bhangra

I was emailed this clip by guest photographer MB Maher this morning.
It gave me such a smile, I had to share it here.

Non Stop Bhangra have been haunting the Rickshaw Stop in San Francisco
for well over five years now, but this is their first appearance in
Los Angeles, first at the Levitt Pavilion in Pasadena and then this past
Saturday at Grand Performances in downtown Los Angeles. Their
willingness to hold Bhangra dance lessons before each show makes their
performance particularly generous. I’m a little concerned for MB Maher,
who seems to skid into every shot, somehow pulling off
single-camera coverage of a 5,000 seat amphitheater as if he had a
five-man crew.

(I had to find out the name of those fabulous “skorts” the dancers were wearing. I think it’s called a salwar kammez.)

Free is Worth Your Time

Bloggers need no convincing on this point. And I’m not opening up a can of worms regarding, for example, whether or not to pay for online music or journalism. Obviously, we have to. I’m probably one of the few people in the nation who can claim to have ponied up $50 for subscription to the online New York Times Select during its experimental and brief existence just so I could read Paul Krugman’s columns when they were behind the Select firewall. This is a purely noncontroversial free, in the context of outdoor summer concerts, something everyone can get on board with.

So even though it’s high summer, I urge you to leave your horticultural symphony for just an evening, to lay down the garden baton and head for some outdoor concerts. If you’re in Los Angeles, the premiere outdoor concert venue is Grand Performances in Downtown Los Angeles. This is not pop standards at your local park, though there’s nothing wrong with that, but some of the most exciting music and performing artists the world has to offer. And it’s free. Take the Metro Blue Line to the Metro Station at 7th and Flower, walk past our glorious library to the California Plaza at 350 South Grand Avenue. The city’s soft glow against the night sky, the performing artists, the neo-noirish, balmy air scented by the bloom du jour — summer in Los Angeles at its finest.


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