And the Grammy Goes to...
Okay, so there was no way we were going to top yesterday's Dapper Day on the fun scale. There was no point in even trying. But Erik and I did want to hit up a few other LA activities on our way home from Disneyland last weekend to keep the party going. First stop: The Grammy Museum.
Sightseeing is kind of one of my things. I can tell you about all sorts of random sites in many different cities yet, for some reason, I didn't know the Grammy Museum existed. Either that or I knew about it, but it didn't get saved into the old memory bank because I didn't find it interesting enough. I've been on a big music kick lately though, so now it's very interesting. I love the way life works sometimes.
I used to get excited about watching the Grammys every year. Then I got less excited. Kanye West ruined a lot of things for me. But in my heart I love music and was looking forward to seeing what the Museum would share with me. Plus, I had a Groupon, so yay!
The Grammy Museum is literally across the street from the Staples Center, which was weird, but also kind of cool. If I had more time (and money) I might have gone into the NBA store to get some Lakers knickknacks. Go Lakers!
So the first thing that happens at the Grammy Museum is they send you to the top floor. You step into a dark elevator that lights up neon blue when the doors close (it felt like being inside a Vegas cocktail) and then you step out into a room lined with TV screens playing various Grammy acceptance speeches. Down the center are a row of Grammy awards from various years showing how the design has changed. By the way, those suckers are huge! When winners joke about how heavy they are, they're not kidding.
Then it was on to a whirlwind of jazz, blues, and Donna Summer. Everything was interactive so there were a lot of touch screens and headphones everywhere. If you had the time, you could learn an entire music history course worth of information. One of the interactive maps even had a picture of NSync on Florida, which made me laugh. [Insert bff shout out here]. My favorite thing was a tie between the mini documentary on the evolution of pop music and Donna Summer's dresses. Did you know she also paints when she's not busy being the Queen of Disco? I didn't either.
On the third floor was a giant white Grammy statue, a Michael Jackson display, a row of red carpet dresses, a tribute to Pepe Aguilar, and stalls where you could learn how to mix a record. Of course my favorite thing was getting to see the red Thriller jacket up close. It looked like it probably would have fit me...
Second floor: California Dreamin' - The Sounds of Laurel Canyon. Uh oh. I didn't want to spend too long on this exhibit because it might re-awaken my sixties folk obsession. Not that that would be a bad thing, but I'm in the middle of other phases right now. I don't have time to fight the urge to wear bell bottoms and flowy tops and listen to Buffalo Springfield! I just don't!
I was lucky the second floor also had a gift shop to distract me from the Mamas and the Papas. You know how I feel about gift shops. (I lurv them). I ended up buying a postcard, a pin, and a couple of guitar picks to commemorate the occasion. Then it was back out onto the scorching streets of Downtown LA.
Psst. Hey. Yah, we weren't supposed to take pictures, but you know how sometimes your phone just randomly takes pictures of your pocket or the ground? I think that's what happened...
To learn more, go to www.grammymuseum.org
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