Motherhood definitely becomes Dana Fuchs.
After a few months off for the birth of son Aidan, the dynamic songstress returned to the stage with authority as part of the Rubin Museum of Art's Naked Soul program. The intimate acoustic concert, which started a wee bit late due to maternal necessity, not only showed she hadn't lost a step, but instead seems recharged and more entertaining than ever.
Dana swiftly set the tone with a vigorous rendition of Otis Rush's "Nobody's Fault But Mine," then cast aside the planned setlist in favor of songs she wanted to sing and the audience wanted to hear.
Naked Soul strives to combine the power of music with the glory of art. Each musician picks out pieces from the museum collection that he/she feels drawn to and details the connection felt toward them. For Fuchs, who admitted she's been on an emotional roller coaster the past couple of years with the passing of her sister, parents and two brothers, Buddhist works have resonated strongly. She explained to us about true enlightenment coming when there is no fear.
Dana certainly didn't display any at the show, engaging the audience at every turn, saying she pictures faces from her audience when practicing her material. She surprised longtime producer, guitarist and co-writer Jon Diamond by wanting to perform the new song "Callin' Angels" as her second offering of the night. The ballad contains verses for each of the family members she lost in chronological order of their departures, and the audience wound up as choked up by the words as Fuchs was on the stage.
The evening also included a number of covers, from Randy Newman's "Guilty" -- which Dana said she hadn't performed live since her early days in New York City to "Love Hurts," best known by Nazareth but originally performed by The Everly Brothers. Fuchs admitted she often channeled Koko Taylor when performing Etta James' "I'd Rather See You Blind," and also belted the Beatles' song that has brought so many fans in the door, "Helter Skelter," from Across the Universe. One of Dana's many strong suits has been making covers her own, presented in her unique voice and style. There wasn't a false note -- or feeling -- in any of them, which begged comparisons to how she drew inspiration from the works of art on the screen behind her as well.
Can I call her and Jon's attempts at performing "Bad Seed" a highlight? See, they never actually executed the song. It's been about a decade since they played it during a show, and even with an audience member trying to help Diamond find the key by queuing the song up on her cell phone, it was not to be. Fuchs did promise to deliver it at a later concert. (We'll be holding you to that, Dana. I've been waiting to hear it for years.)
But we did get a glorious "Nothing on My Mind" and the ditty lent itself well to some Buddha shorthand. As Fuchs explained, the country song at its heart is about attachment to a partner who ends up leaving ... and then karma when the person who did the leaving gets left. She quipped Buddha was probably rolling over in the proverbial grave with her oversimplified explanation.
Dana told us some charming and lighthearted stories about motherhood, but quickly added she wouldn't become one of those artists who obsesses on that experience. And then she performed a song that drew a nice parallel. Her mother wanted her to write a love song. She thought long and hard about that, and then delivered a tune that was about as close to a love song as she thought she'd ever get -- "Misery." I expect Fuchs' life as a parent to be expressed in her music in much the same way, not with ribbons and bows, but cutting straight to the heart of it all the way she always does -- with keen insight in lyrics, some catchy riffs and a voice that drives us there.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Blame it on my wild heart
It's certainly not ideal to go to a concert when you're under the weather, but I wasn't going to miss out on my first Stevie Nicks solo show. Nor did I want to miss out on hanging with Stevie bud Jenna nor Chrissie Hyde and the Pretenders.
So I bundled up and headed to Madison Square Garden. I'd previously seen Chrissie at Lilith Fair and that woman has lost not one single thing over the decades. She and the boys put forth a high-energy set while the front woman displayed a penchant for humor as well.
"It's like being on tour with Elizabeth Taylor," Hynde quipped of her tour buddy between dedications of "Hymn to Her" and "Back on the Chain Gang."
Hynde and drummer Martin Chambers are the only remaining members of the original Pretenders lineup, but they gelled very easily with the rest of the newer faces on the likes of "Holy Communion" and "My City Was Gone," as well as the rest of the bevvy of more familiar numbers. On the former, Chrissie again garnered laughs by saying her song about religious tolerance is now appropriately about mere tolerance in our upside-down world.
She praised Chambers' work at the kit as he laid down a Buddy Rich riff en route to the striking familiar opening beats of "Middle of the Road." That song, "Don't Get Me Wrong" and "Brass in Pocket" kept everyone's spirits high. And the lighters -- well, the cell phone screens -- were out in force when she showed off her still amazing vocal range with "I'll Stand By You," sung back at her by thousands.
And then it was time for Stevie, a woman I worshipped in the early '80s, I remember imploring my mom to rush home so I could see her HBO special. (Before we had a VCR, of course.) And Jenna and I had to employ our own brand of tolerance with the nuts all around us in our otherwise fine seats, straight across the arena from the stage. To our left and ahead of us, people got into verbal tussles about whether standing was allowed or not. To our left and behind us, more fighting -- this time about the two women chirping and giggling behind us. And I couldn't fault the guy next to me for his complaints, although I did fear his "lose some weight" response to them saying "grow some hair" would end violently.
So at times, it was a little difficult to focus on the show. But there was an amazing combo of "Wild Heart" and "Bella Donna" -- the title tracks to the two albums that made me a diehard Stevie fan. And Hynde returned to the stage to sing "Stop Draggin' My Heart Around" with Stevie (and music director/wunderkind Waddy Wachtel).
Before the tour, Stevie said publicly she wasn't going to be matter of fact about her setlist for the show, picking gems from her "gothic trunk of mystical things." I know Jenna could have done without "If Anyone Falls" and I certainly didn't need another uninspired take on "Gypsy," but both of those were gotten out of the way relatively early.
For me, the highlight of the night was the Buckingham Nicks tune "Crying in the Night." The Fleetwood Mac precursor played very well all these decades later. Stevie credited Waddy with forcing her into it, and so cheers to him for that one.
Among the others Nicks picked out for the tour was her self-proclaimed best and favorite song, "Moonlight (A Vampire's Dream)" from Twilight -- hope she doesn't mind if I respectfully disagree and stick with "Silver Springs" -- and "New Orleans," which she said she started writing while emotionally watching coverage of Hurricane Katrina.
Because of all the bickering around us, we were pretty selective about songs we chose to stand up for and rock out on. We stayed up for "Gold and Braid" when Nicks originally came out, got back up for the duet with Hynde (since most everyone else did), popped up for "Stand Back" -- as Prince's spirit wafted through the air ... and on the videoboard, then again when "Gold Dust Woman" and "Edge of Seventeen" closed the set. Everyone was on their feet for the encores "Rhiannon" and "Landslide." Both were lovely, even though the latter had just started appearing on the setlist during the most recent dates.
I couldn't have loved the show more if I had actually been conscious for it.
So I bundled up and headed to Madison Square Garden. I'd previously seen Chrissie at Lilith Fair and that woman has lost not one single thing over the decades. She and the boys put forth a high-energy set while the front woman displayed a penchant for humor as well.
"It's like being on tour with Elizabeth Taylor," Hynde quipped of her tour buddy between dedications of "Hymn to Her" and "Back on the Chain Gang."
Hynde and drummer Martin Chambers are the only remaining members of the original Pretenders lineup, but they gelled very easily with the rest of the newer faces on the likes of "Holy Communion" and "My City Was Gone," as well as the rest of the bevvy of more familiar numbers. On the former, Chrissie again garnered laughs by saying her song about religious tolerance is now appropriately about mere tolerance in our upside-down world.
She praised Chambers' work at the kit as he laid down a Buddy Rich riff en route to the striking familiar opening beats of "Middle of the Road." That song, "Don't Get Me Wrong" and "Brass in Pocket" kept everyone's spirits high. And the lighters -- well, the cell phone screens -- were out in force when she showed off her still amazing vocal range with "I'll Stand By You," sung back at her by thousands.
And then it was time for Stevie, a woman I worshipped in the early '80s, I remember imploring my mom to rush home so I could see her HBO special. (Before we had a VCR, of course.) And Jenna and I had to employ our own brand of tolerance with the nuts all around us in our otherwise fine seats, straight across the arena from the stage. To our left and ahead of us, people got into verbal tussles about whether standing was allowed or not. To our left and behind us, more fighting -- this time about the two women chirping and giggling behind us. And I couldn't fault the guy next to me for his complaints, although I did fear his "lose some weight" response to them saying "grow some hair" would end violently.
So at times, it was a little difficult to focus on the show. But there was an amazing combo of "Wild Heart" and "Bella Donna" -- the title tracks to the two albums that made me a diehard Stevie fan. And Hynde returned to the stage to sing "Stop Draggin' My Heart Around" with Stevie (and music director/wunderkind Waddy Wachtel).
Before the tour, Stevie said publicly she wasn't going to be matter of fact about her setlist for the show, picking gems from her "gothic trunk of mystical things." I know Jenna could have done without "If Anyone Falls" and I certainly didn't need another uninspired take on "Gypsy," but both of those were gotten out of the way relatively early.
For me, the highlight of the night was the Buckingham Nicks tune "Crying in the Night." The Fleetwood Mac precursor played very well all these decades later. Stevie credited Waddy with forcing her into it, and so cheers to him for that one.
Among the others Nicks picked out for the tour was her self-proclaimed best and favorite song, "Moonlight (A Vampire's Dream)" from Twilight -- hope she doesn't mind if I respectfully disagree and stick with "Silver Springs" -- and "New Orleans," which she said she started writing while emotionally watching coverage of Hurricane Katrina.
Because of all the bickering around us, we were pretty selective about songs we chose to stand up for and rock out on. We stayed up for "Gold and Braid" when Nicks originally came out, got back up for the duet with Hynde (since most everyone else did), popped up for "Stand Back" -- as Prince's spirit wafted through the air ... and on the videoboard, then again when "Gold Dust Woman" and "Edge of Seventeen" closed the set. Everyone was on their feet for the encores "Rhiannon" and "Landslide." Both were lovely, even though the latter had just started appearing on the setlist during the most recent dates.
I couldn't have loved the show more if I had actually been conscious for it.
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