Mahalia Jackson Theater of The Performing Arts

Mahalia Jackson Theater Of The Performing Arts

The Mahalia Jackson Theater for the Performing Arts is a theater located in Louis Armstrong Park in New Orleans, Louisiana. It was named after gospel singer Mahalia Jackson, who was born in New Orleans. The theater reopened in January 2009 after being closed following the landfall of Hurricane Katrina on August 29, 2005. It will serve as the long-term residence of the Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra, the New Orleans Ballet Association, New Orleans Opera Association, and Broadway Across America touring productions.

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