We found parking easily and paid $5.40 for five hours. Motown was very enjoyable. There's a lot…read morehappening at the Kravis Center. Lots of interesting performances. Next year series has already come out and there are a few shows that I'd like to see. Nathan Chester engaged the audience & performed Marvin Gaye, the Temptations, Sam Cooke, Smoky Robinson, the Supremes...Je is from Chicago, was on America's got Talent & is now in Nashville.

I've been coming to the Raymond F. Kravis Center for the Performing Arts for years, and it has…read morealways been a place I genuinely enjoyed. Unfortunately, my recent visit to see the Peking Acrobats was a completely different experience--one that left me feeling singled out and deeply uncomfortable. I understand that policies evolve. Paid parking is one thing, even if it feels like an added burden on top of already expensive tickets. What's harder to overlook is how I was treated from the moment I arrived. While parking, I backed into a spot as I've done on previous visits and was immediately and aggressively corrected by a parking attendant. If it's head-in parking only, that's perfectly fine--but the tone was unnecessarily harsh. What stood out even more was that a nearby vehicle was also backed in and remained that way without being addressed or corrected. Despite that, I was the one singled out. Inside the venue, things escalated. When I approached the information desk to ask about a note on my ticket for a complimentary pre-show drink, the staff member questioned the legitimacy of my tickets--where I got them, when I got them--and then had my family and me step aside in the lobby while they rescanned them to confirm they were "real." We stood there for about 15 minutes, feeling as though we had done something wrong, simply for asking a question. What was most telling was what happened next. When an elderly white patron approached the same desk with the exact same note on his ticket, the tone immediately shifted. Only then did staff begin resolving the issue, and only then were we directed to redeem the drinks we had already been delayed over. The contrast was hard to ignore. Unfortunately, the pattern continued. After purchasing drinks and a few snacks, we were stopped almost immediately after leaving the concession line and told we could not take food into the theater. Again, I complied without issue. But once seated, I couldn't help but notice multiple other patrons--directly around us--eating inside the theater: cookies, popcorn, even outside food. None of them were stopped. None of them were approached. By that point, the issue was no longer about the rules--it was about how selectively they were enforced. In the span of less than an hour, I was approached three separate times by staff, each interaction carrying an edge of suspicion or correction that others around me did not seem to experience. As an Asian-American man attending with my interracial family, it became increasingly difficult to dismiss how targeted it felt. What should have been a joyful evening turned into something else entirely. It's a difficult feeling to describe--being made to feel out of place in a venue you've supported for years, and then having to process that in front of your child. This experience left me disappointed and honestly hurt. The Kravis Center has always been a place I respected, but after this, it's hard to see myself returning anytime soon.