Concert promoter Alex Cooley tells a great story of how he was walking around the nosebleed section of the FOX THEATRE one afternoon. He was startled by voices and it took him a moment to realize he was overhearing a conversation two workers were having way down on the stage. The acoustics are that good. It’s hard to believe that a wrecking ball was once parked beside the Fox, and that one of the world’s grandest movie palaces was saved only at the last minute. The Fox is majestic and gaudy and opulent to a fault in places, a testament to Atlanta’s past even as it still helps define our present.