{ June 8th, 2009 }
Chastain: Nothing Like It
Before moving to Atlanta, I lived in New York City, where going to concerts or sporting events typically meant that you could bring two things into the venue with you: a wad of cash, and a couple of antacid tablets. There’s no such thing as picnicking at the event- once they’ve got you inside the gates, they intend on charging you. A lot. My beloved Yankees are now charging $12.50 for beer and $5.50 for a hot dog, enough to make me want to delete the word “beloved” from the beginning of this sentence.
At the opposite end of the spectrum, there’s Chastain Park Amphitheater, Atlanta’s intimate outdoor venue. The picnic situation is perfect- not only do they encourage you to bring your own picnics, but they also allow concert goers to bring alcohol in as well. As if that weren’t enough, folks can even bring in their own tablecloths and candles. I was once at a show where the lead singer knelt down, pulled something off of a table in the front row- chewed- thought- and then pronounced to the crowd that that something was in fact Cave-Aged Gruyere, his favorite. Chastain really is a summer concert Shangri-La…
Lucky for me, this Wednesday evening I’m heading to Chastain to see Al Green and Etta James.
Lucky for you, there are still a ton of great shows this summer. Click here and here to see the full roster.
If you’ve never been up to Chastain Park, you should really check it out. It’s actually Atlanta’s biggest park, and the facilities are fantastic: walking paths, equestrian park, tennis center, pool, 18 hole golf course… there’s truly something for everyone.
And this wouldn’t be an AisForAtlanta post if I didn’t have a house for you to check out, while you’re up there. Click here to check out this 6 bedroom beauty…
