(The beginning of this review should be sung to the tune
of Copacabana.)
Her name is Kelly, she lives in
Boca
She danced with Barry Manilow, in the front row of his
show ...
Yes, An Evening of Music and
Passion, the road version of Barry Manilow's Las Vegas
Hilton show is a tastefully over-the-top spectacle
capable of inspiring a little goofy spectacle in anyone.
Not that there were likely any
unconverted folks among the packed house Saturday night
at the BankAtlantic Center, singing along and waving
their Barry Manilow glow sticks in time to the music.
Much like Kelly - the aforementioned Boca Raton
resident, who the singer pulled into a slow dance during
"Ready to Take a Chance Again" - the whole crowd
appeared to be ready to faint from all the excitement.
Reliable excitement is what
Manilow does, and as a consummate showman he excelled
Saturday by injecting just enough surprises - a piano
that rose on hydraulics, a sweet recording of Manilow's
grandfather's voice encouraging young Barry to sing at a
10-cent recording booth in New York - into the
wonderfully expected comfort food that is his music.
From the big entrance to "It's a
Miracle" to the gorgeously grand "I Write the Songs,"
Manilow gave the fans what they wanted. And I'm fairly
sure that at that moment, they would have elected him
president if he'd asked. Or Grand Poobah. It wouldn't
have mattered.
Among the highlights:
- A Manhattan Transfer-esque
scat rendition of Rossini's "William Tell Overture"
performed with his backup singers.
- The story of his grandfather
giving him a standing ovation during his Carnegie
Hall debut, interspersed with the rousing "I Made It
Through the Rain" (and if that didn't bring a tear
to your eyes, you have no tear ducts).
- The romantic "Weekend in New
England," which he referred to as the "main course"
after the "foreplay" of "Ready to Take a Chance"
(cheeky!).
Manilow was in impressively strong
voice last night and danced around, hoisted himself onto
the piano like Michelle Pfeiffer in The Fabulous
Baker Boys and did a lot of grand arm flourishes.
He's such a mixture of razzle-dazzle and undisputed
musical chops.
There is nothing understated about
a Barry Manilow show. Then again, Saturdays are not for
understated. Just ask Kelly of Boca, if you can scrape
her off the ceiling.