Ah, such a complex review. I’ll make this bare bones.
if you paid what I did for these tickets, and a random band turned up and did what they did, you’d firebomb the venue.
It was, however Kris Kristofferson and The Strangers.
Let me deal with the band first. Solid. Really solid. The two Haggard boys know their instruments, can sing nicely, and on the few occasions they had a chance to do a Merle song, delivered. Okie from Muskogee was really good.
The fiddler – and I’m afraid I don’t have the name – was the stand out. Classically trained is my bet, but he played every note and every bow in sympathy with the songs. Vocally terrific, too. I’d go watch him.
And then to KK. His voice is deeper and more gravelly. A little less force, but when it comes with force, it’s effective. One of my standouts was the idea that when he’s delivering the world weary songs (and yes, I think Sunday Morning is one of those) it sounds so…lived in and authentic. The man has lived every word and experience in that song. Bobby McGee sounds like a man looking back on life experiences. If you listen to the show through the “living legend and old man” filters, it’s great.
If you don’t…the guitar work is rudimentary and the vocals are hit/miss. Sharon left early. I stayed for the whole show, because I was engrossed in watching KK.
I could have killed people last night. Arrogant CEO-wannabes with no sense of bar or venue etiquette. The a group women holding a table in the waiting area – 2 of them table of 8. I ended up sitting on the floor.
It made me think..
We really won’t see his type again. Army helicopter Pilot with a Bphil in English Lit, tipped to teach at West Point. Rhodes Scholar. And a writer of some of the finest songs in his genre. I’m ignoring the acting.
I don’t begrudge a cent. Seeing an icon, a legend, doing those songs…I came to the conclusion that you should see your icons whenever you can.