Los Angeles Music Center
The Music Center (officially named the Performing Arts Center of Los Angeles County) is one of the three largest performing arts centers in the United States. Located in downtown Los Angeles, the Music Center is home to the Dorothy Chandler Pavilion, Ahmanson Theater, Mark Taper Forum and Walt Disney Concert Hall. Each year, the Music Center welcomes more than 1.3 million people to performances by its four internationally renowned performing arts companies: Los Angeles Philharmonic, Center Theatre Group (CTG), L.A. Opera and Los Angeles Master Chorale.
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