Preparation is just about complete for Saturday night’s (August 15th) Green Concert at Piedmont Park in Atlanta featuring Sir Paul McCartney. Over 30,000 tickets have been sold, but tickets are still available (they are permitted for up to 49,999, but never expected to sell out given the economy) through ticketmaster – $79.50 per person general admission, or $400 for VIP tickets (you’ll be close enough to see him without camping out). You can also hear it for free on DaveFM (92.9) in Atlanta.
The gates open at 4PM for VIP’s and pre-sale tickets. 5PM for general admission. The music should start about 7PM. Yes, there will be beer (Bud and BudLight) and plenty of other stuff for sale.
After paying Sir Paul, the hundreds constructing the staging and working the event, the 6 foot fences that surround the park, the gigantic stage, lighting and screens, dozens of tents, hundreds of porta-potties, all the clean up, and hundreds more of Atlanta’s finest for shutting down the surrounding the streets, the proceeds will raise money for Piedmont Park’s 53-acre expansion.
Oh yeah, forget about driving and finding a place near the park. Take MARTA.
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