Ringo. Starr. Concert. Need I say more? Just seeing Ringo in a solo act would have been ecstasy, but to see him with such wonderful musicians and singers, was simply amazing. The group performed Ringo songs, and each got to do some of their own, except Stuart, who simply provided music and background vocals. They all seemed to be having a grand ol' time on Westbury's round, revolving stage and communing with the up close and fairly personal audience. They were all so energetic, especially Ringo, who's in his 60s and looks fantastic.
Edgar Winter is truly wondrous to behold and listen to in person. He can play any instrument, apparently, and he played a bunch of them, really shining while performing "Frankenstein" solo. They all really got into their performances, with Rod Argent seemingly in pain or simply high on the music (I won't comment further), his face screwed up in pain or concentration as he ran his fingers along the keyboard. His solo effort, with backup provided by the audience, myself included, of "Hold Your Head Up" was masterful.
What was really fun was seeing how this diverse group of musicians played so well together. The respect they have for each other radiated from the stage. And Ringo was the glue holding the pieces together. He seemed so much like a regular guy, just another performer, I had to keep reminding myself this was a former Beatle I was watching. The night was magic.
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The next night (technically last night as I type this) was a wonderful show, too, with performers we've seen previously at Westbury, but the energy level wasn't quite the same when compared with Ringo. Still, Lou Christie gives a great show, even if he still prances about showing off his chest hair, hitting his famous falsetto notes sufficiently often, playing the sex symbol, which given his age, is a bit much.
As for the top billed act of the second night, there aren't too many performers better on stage than Dion. It's hard to believe sometimes that he's about to turn 67. He's so "New Yawk," so Bronx and Belmont Avenue. He sings in his own, unique style. He tells stories. He smiles his wonderful smile and as the evening moves on, he gets more and more into it. He clearly was enjoying himself and gives off the feeling that he's just hanging out with a whole lot of people and singing for them. And hubby and I got to shake his hand as he moved close to those of us lucky enough to be in the front row. Coolness. Yo.
Feeling:
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