Monthly Archives: August 1990

The 18,000-or-so fortunate souls who sat at Ella Fitzgerald’s feet (in a manner of speaking) at the Bowl last Wednesday night were treated a display of pure style, a rare and precious commodity becoming more rare, more precious, in our … Continue reading →

Anytime you get the premonition that civilization might be doomed, you need no firmer assurance of survival that the Saturday night series of concerts at the J. Paul Getty Museum. You can’t get in, of course; the series is always … Continue reading →