SummerStage in Central Park — Attraction in New York

This outdoor music 'venue' was nothing more than a very flat, dirt lot behind the band shell that rests at the end of Literary Walk. If the act you plan to see sells enough tickets, you are directed to stand for the duration of the show. The challenge is that there is no grade, no downward slope, so only the first couple of rows of paying attendees can see anything. At closer to 6' than not, we couldn't see anything but the occasional very top of a band member's head. The porta-potties are also inside the "arena", which is wider than long, running along the back width. So whilst waiting in line for a beverage or for those in the back one quarter of the area, you are treated to the aroma of raw sewage and chemicals. You are encouraged to pre-order food and drinks by scanning a QR code. Makes ordering a cinch, but getting your food is bloody awful because the pickup counter is understaffed and horribly disorganized with reems of order chits coming off the printer, some only drinks, some food and drinks with employees doing their best to call names out over the music and a hundred or more concert goers waiting with you. Wait time: 45 mins and then only fulfilled after pleading with a staff member to just fill our order. Never again. Save your money, find a spot on the surrounding lawn or benches, and...

I worked at Summer Stage tonight we're as Corine Bailey Rae performed... The crowd was sexy yet super diversified I absolutely loved the connection between the people from all over the world might I add... However I hate festival smell. I thought I was going to catch a sinus infection 😷 to much horse poop air to the left turn your head right your in a port-o-potty cloud... But besides that it was sick I want to go back next week as a guest. The fashion was also very cool 👌😎 but it's NYC a fashion capital of course, therefore what I expected to be a paradigm of a moving+ living thrift store effect, the usual bohemian antics but nope; their were Boho Chic head turners with indie beer mugga all over their faces throughout the event! One girl was tall and gorg modeling in a Helmet Lang look on the Capital one stage. And I met the coolest people from Columbia they were the jam. Sorry I don't have photos, my phone battery was a dead cell upon arrival and so I plugged in and focused on my task at that time. On the way over Transportation sucked. I caught the D train to work thinking to myself oh well it's just Central Park right? Well Central Park is huge and left me to have to walk from 59st Columbus Circle to...

Organizers need a safer method to allow people in the venue. The hired security team had wands to check for metals but didn't even bother using them nor pat anyone down. Many people walked in without paying, god forbid someone had something that could have hurt someone on their possession. Even inside the venue the hired security didn't seem to care about much, they kinda stood and sat around. I walked to the row of bathrooms outside the main stage area with a beer, did my business, when I walked back some security guard yelled at me for having a beer?? Maybe if he did his job in the first place when I walked by and he told me I could not pass this point with a beer I would have listened but he was particularity rude and it killed the vibe for a little bit of the show since I got pretty mad.

Besides crappy security, everything else was dope. Food was good beer choice was OK but the music rocked.

Warren Haynes and his symphony brought out the beauty in Jerry Garcia that can only be heard...