The Tuesday Morning “Nobody-Asked-Me-To, But-Here-I-Go-Anyway” Concert Review – Martina McBride.
(or, Why I Will Never Be A Professional Concert Reviewer…)
Man, it seems like it’s been soooooooo long since I’ve had the chance to do one of these. Our social calendar clearly needs some massaging…
Anyhow, last night we addled into The Saddledome to catch someone we’ve wanted to see for a long, long time – and finally had the tickets in our hot little hands (my hands are somewhat hairier than Mrs. That Dan Guy’s…).
The show opened with someone I don’t think we could ever get tired of seeing – Canadian Scottish country rocker Johnny Reid, for whom we have an uncomfortably strong affection – as a performer. He ended up blowing away the middle act with his well-chosen set from his ample library of killer recordings (I confessed, didn’t I? We have an uncomfortably strong affection for his recordings…).
He ended his opening set to a resounding, solid standing ovation, and after a short break, current Nashville hit-makers Little Big Town lit up the stage. Little Big Town is sort-of like a countrified Abba. Actually, they’re very much like a countrified Abba, without the pop hooks. Although Fleetwood Mac might have been another worthy comparison, after they launched into a delightful cover of “Go Your Own Way”, towards the end of their set. As good as they were, they never lit the crowd the same way Johnny Reid did. One can only hope that they shuffle the line-up for the rest of the Canadian tour dates, not that that matters to us – we’ve already seen the show. Just sayin’…
After a short intermission, Martina herself arose from below the stage, and ripped the roof off with her most recent hit, which I also have to admit is pretty ballsy – like, why wouldn’t you save that for later?? But it worked – the crowd went nuts.
If you’re not familiar with Martina McBride, she has a string of hit singles, and she can be best described as a petite powerhouse, with the vocal punch of a Himalayan avalanche. She’s got pipes. And we heard all of those singles, plus many more showcases for her powerful range. Our McBride dreams have now come true…
A stellar evening of entertainment – and we did pretty good at the casino before the show as well. God Bless This Crazy, Wonderful World!!
Chow for now!!
(or, Why I Will Never Be A Professional Concert Reviewer…)
Man, it seems like it’s been soooooooo long since I’ve had the chance to do one of these. Our social calendar clearly needs some massaging…
Anyhow, last night we addled into The Saddledome to catch someone we’ve wanted to see for a long, long time – and finally had the tickets in our hot little hands (my hands are somewhat hairier than Mrs. That Dan Guy’s…).
The show opened with someone I don’t think we could ever get tired of seeing – Canadian Scottish country rocker Johnny Reid, for whom we have an uncomfortably strong affection – as a performer. He ended up blowing away the middle act with his well-chosen set from his ample library of killer recordings (I confessed, didn’t I? We have an uncomfortably strong affection for his recordings…).
He ended his opening set to a resounding, solid standing ovation, and after a short break, current Nashville hit-makers Little Big Town lit up the stage. Little Big Town is sort-of like a countrified Abba. Actually, they’re very much like a countrified Abba, without the pop hooks. Although Fleetwood Mac might have been another worthy comparison, after they launched into a delightful cover of “Go Your Own Way”, towards the end of their set. As good as they were, they never lit the crowd the same way Johnny Reid did. One can only hope that they shuffle the line-up for the rest of the Canadian tour dates, not that that matters to us – we’ve already seen the show. Just sayin’…
After a short intermission, Martina herself arose from below the stage, and ripped the roof off with her most recent hit, which I also have to admit is pretty ballsy – like, why wouldn’t you save that for later?? But it worked – the crowd went nuts.
If you’re not familiar with Martina McBride, she has a string of hit singles, and she can be best described as a petite powerhouse, with the vocal punch of a Himalayan avalanche. She’s got pipes. And we heard all of those singles, plus many more showcases for her powerful range. Our McBride dreams have now come true…
A stellar evening of entertainment – and we did pretty good at the casino before the show as well. God Bless This Crazy, Wonderful World!!
Chow for now!!
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