Where do the birds go?
Each year I go to the Hollywood Bowl's sunrise Easter service. I pack some coffee in a thermos, drive through the teller window of the Burbank Krispy Kreme, and find much better Bowl parking than I would for, say, Elvis Costello and The Police.This year's theme, we were told, was "Peace on Earth." I have a feeling that that is always the theme and no one could put aside his precious placidity long enough to suggest another one, like "Jesus in Space." Peace on Earth. That's like calling a Fourth of July parade "Celebrating America."
Still, the event is a Hollywood tradition with local choirs, a "living cross" of children arranged in a cross pattern who dramatically doff their black robes to reveal white ones, and the release of dozens of white birds when the choir sings
I can imagine the effect was jaw-dropping in 1921, but it's still a lot better today than bottle service.Well, the Living Cross was a little smaller this year, Shirley Jones was not on hand to read "The Master Is Coming," and an unprecedented cello-acompanied dance performance seemed strange (in that the dancers ended up folded together on the floor), but a grand time was had by all, as always.
It left me wondering, though. When ceremonial birds are released, where do they go? Are they ceremonially captured and eaten, too? Is that what Shirley Jones was doing this year?
Previously: Bowl of Pigs; Bugs at the Bowl
Labels: events, los angeles
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by Marty Barrett at Sunday, March 23, 2008
2 Comments:
Wow. The visual of Shirley Jones biting the head of a ceremonial bird is facinating.
You were up wicked early, dude!
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