A FBvian took us to task for not having something up today about the concert last night. I told him to get to work. Thus:
Well, I can’t outdo Matt Weitz in the DMN today, but it boils down to the fact that this 79-year-old legend truly had the hall in the palm of his hand for nearly two non-stop hours, in a way I’ve honestly never seen before. Some of that’s decades of practice, and some of it’s showmanship, but as cynical as I tend to be, I really believe he was bursting with happiness just to be there, singing those songs–and that happiness infected the whole space, up to the rafters. The fact that he could still bel canto the bejeesus out of the American Songbook was just icing on the cake of his colossal charisma.
