D.A.M tribute Tour – Sheffield Octagon Centre

My start point is that I bought The Ziggy album on release, subsequently bought every one of Bowie’s records on release, saw him several times live, and have seen several tribute acts all of whom I have enjoyed, but  to differing degrees.

I saw both Holy Holy tours and/ loved them, Marc Almond and Glenn Gregory reinvented the songs they sang. particularly Gregory’s “Watch that Man” and Marc’s “After All”.  I also review theatre professionally so have seen my fair share of jukebox musicals. This makes me no better than anyone else, nor my view more important, but it does give me some objective perspective

I was thrilled when the tour was announced, and  delighted that Carlos was running the show. He had previously been Bowie’s MD ,  and  on Isolar 2 had  been a part of rearranging many older songs melding them with the new. What could go wrong?

The premise of this tour was  a challenge, a performance based upon just those Bowie albums in which DAM had played, two of which had long instrumental sections  ( low and heroes) and one of which ( Lodger) , was amongst  his weaker selections of songs.

Having an opening section devoted to the instrumentals would have been more daring and bold particularly with the talented Axel Tosca on keyboards, and minimal need for vocals. An opportunity missed.

This was compounded by the choice of an American unknown as singer on a European tour. Why choose to make things difficult for yourself?

Cunio  in the lead singer role did not work for me. He sang in  a register consistently higher than David with an alarming tendency to screech- David moved with “animal grace” . Cunio’s  movement and persona were  seemingly modelled on Tina Turner. Unlike David, he was unable to be a storyteller with the songs, apparent immediately with the opening “Joe the Lion” and then with an excruciating misread of “DJ”. I am not sure that he understood some of the songs he was singing.

Unforgivably he berated the Sheffield audience for not applauding loudly enough at the end of “Blackout”, the second song: “Is that all you’ve got”? he asked.  An unknown American berating a Steel City audience who had taken a chance on a cold Novemeber Sunday  and paid to see him. That was brave.  I have stood on the Shoreham and Kop in Sheffield – these sleights are not taken lightly.

He subsequently  went on to forget the words to “Golden Years” as a horrified Alomar tried to work out where to take the song with Cunio’s miscue. He was no more than a burlesque performer, a pantomime dame,  who wouldn’t survive a musical theatre role.

Kevin Armstrong on lead guitar is an accomplished player- but had no part in the origination of the songs played, and frankly looked uncomfortable for the entire evening, failing to nail Fripp’s guitar part on “Heroes” or Slick’s on “Golden Years”

A running time of  an hour and three quarters  was just right, with numerous songs receiving a rare, or first, live outing. “Red sails” was a treat and worth the admission money just to hear the live refrain  of  Bowie’s bizarre lyric

“ The hinterland, the hinterland

We’re gonna sail to the hinterland

And it’s far far, far far far, far far far away”

Musically there were highs and lows in equal measure. “Red Money” was sensational- but why did it not segue into “Sister Midnight” which  Alomar co wrote and Bowie was present for when it was recorded? And no “China  Girl”?

Axel’s overture style piano intro to Ashes to Ashes was wonderful, but wholly inappropriate for an encore piece and should have opened the show- there was a glorious excerpt from “Right”,  the waltz time  signature worked well, but strangely   the synth outro disappeared.

I had much anticipated the live debut of one of my favourite  Bowie lost gems “the Secret life of Arabia”. It started well with Alomar and Murray to the fore. Then to my horror Tal Bergman was given a drum solo. Drum solos during live gigs  ended with the demise of Keith Moon and John Bonham for a reason- they are lousy self indulgent nonsense that kill the pace of an evening. The song  ,which comes alive with rhythm, was brought to a grinding halt . Armstrong had previously been touted as MD but Alomar looked as though he was pulling the musical strings ,so I do not know who to blame.

Carlos repeatedly made reference to “his” band and B2B  ( be to be) as a philosophical concept rather than Back to Berlin . that was just as well as Scary Monsters, Lodger and station to station were not made in Berlin.

Alomar asked us to buy tour merchandise on the grounds that a portion of  proceeds would go towards putting  the late Dennis Davis’s son through college. Davis drummed on four Stevie Wonder albums, eleven of David’s, and toured with him up to 2003, his eldest son  drums for Public Enemy. There should be no shortage of cash. It was a crass  request.

There were several highlights which made the evening worthwhile. “ Look back in Anger” was earth shattering, led by a thunderous Tal Bergman drum part. Cunio did well with a slowed down, lower register “Heroes”- and “Boys keep swinging” pulled everyone to their feet. Lea Lorien, Alomar’s daughter was impressive on keyboards and soulful backing vocals- she was underused.

In an anecdotal overheard conversations assessment  in the pub , and on the walk to the car park I would say that it was a 50/60 split, for and against, of those opinions I heard or asked. I came to the show with no preconceptions. I did not want to see a sound alike or look alike but instead an interpretation of the originals as Paul Rodgers did with Queen, and Frank Carter has done with the Pistols in very different ways. Toyah and Fripp do a far better version of Heroes vocally and on guitar. Carlos should have hired them. The appointment of lead vocalist was pivotal and required thought. Rick Astley with the Blossoms playing the Smiths was an outrageous choice- and worked outrageously well. Anna  Calvi’s “Lady grinning  Soul” showed what can be done with  a little imagination.

  I went hoping for the best and to be impressed. I wouldn’t go again,  most of the tribute singers I have seen  have done a better job than Cunio. George Murray’s last public appearance was in 1980 on Saturday Night live and has had no subsequent involvement in the music industry. Both he and Alomar are in their mid 70’s. Touring is a gruelling  undertaking, I  doubt I he we will see this again. Kevein Armstrong, was moaning about his hotel room on social media  the other week like an OAP on a coach trip. Tony Visconti and Woody’s Holy Holy was a far  superior coda to the Bowie era.

That is not to say that I did not enjoy the evening, I did for a chance to hear songs live I would not normally hear. It is also not to say that others around me had a far more positive impression- some did. I sat in a position close to the stage and very similar to the positions I had for the Stage shows at earls Court, having a virtually identical perspective and appreciation of Carlos Alomar- thanks for the memories.

Set List

Joe the Lion

Blackout

Beauty and the Beast

Look Back in Anger

Breaking Glass

D.J.

Repetition

What in the World

Boys Keep Swinging

Yassassin

Red Sails

Sound and Vision

The Secret Life of Arabia

Red Money

“Heroes”

Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps)

Golden Years

Fashion

Ashes to Ashes

It’s No Game

Scream Like a Baby

Re: American tour prospects/ the future I have lived worked and holidayed in America. Touring is an entirely different physical, practical and commercial proposition there. George had not played live for forty five years. In his mid 70s is he really up for it? – New York to Los Angeles is 2448 miles, London to Moscow 1556 miles. – My belief is that the fundamentals of the DAM project will need re-evaluation. Bowie was a worldwide superstar. Even amogt the Bowie cognoscenti DAM is a niche acronym. That is not good for marketing. – Furthermore DAM no longer exists as Dennis is dead. The Berlin trilogy doesn’t exist- Lodger was recorded in Switzerland and New York. Again not good for marketing. – The true third album, on which DAM played was The Idiot, mostly composed by Bowie, which was mixed at Hansa. When George and Carlos hit the “Red Money “ groove I was willing them to segue into “Sister Midnight”. And what about “China girl”? – The fourth Berlin album of the quartet is “Lust for Life”, recorded at hansa, on which Alomar played, and featured “The Passenger”, another hit opportunity missed to showcase his skills. Kevin Armstrong , a talented name guitarist, had nothing to do with DAM, or the DAM era. Not good for marketing. – Most of the venues did not sell out, two were cancelled. Almost all were sub 1000 capacity. At the Sheffield show I attended they sold 800 seats in an 1800 standing capacity hall. Two weeks previous, heaven 17, featuring Bowie repertoire ( from holy, Holy) veteran Glenn Gregory, a local lad , sold it out. Even the 1172 london barbican did not sell out. Something was very wrong. – I enjoyed the gig I attended. But in my opinion Cunio was not up to the job of leading the show. He didn’t sell tickets- and he did not create a buzz as the tour unfolded thus selling tickets. Queen got it right with Paul Rodgers, Incredibly, and bizarrely, Rick Astley and the Blossoms were a perfect fit for the Smiths tribute gigs. I saw west end star Mazz Murray sell out Birmingham’s 2200 capacity Symphony Hall singing Dusty Springfield. Vocally, and commercially, Cunio is not in the same league. I have seen Bowie tribute acts Absolute Bowie and the Bowie Experienced play to bigger attendances at Nottingham Royal Concert Hall and Wolverhampton Grand Theatre. – I care about the Bowie legacy. We all do here. I do hope that those who make decisions reflect on the above.

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The Choral- Film review ( 2025)

A fey Alan Bennett penned homage to being British in a very British Film: Amusing, touching and well-crafted. I left feeling sad, elated, enriched and uplifted.  Some reviews have been lukewarm- ignore them. This is superb , poignant ,  a valuable history, yet unnervingly modern and of the moment

The setting is  the summer of 1916, and the industrial town of Ramsden in Yorkshire in World War I. After their choirmaster volunteers to jojn the war effort, the committee of the local choral society reluctantly recruits Dr Guthrie a  gay German-loving, atheist to lead their efforts. Ralph  Fiennes takes up the role with conviction and aplomb. In two hours it is a simple short story- a small mill town’s choral society presents a choral recital. Yet it also embraces a multitude of social issues whilst considering what Britishness and personal identity is about.

 Ralph Fiennes is totemic as Dr Guthrie,  ably assisted  by  a strong  supporting cast . Bennett’s dialogue  is authentic , engaging and witty. The breadth of the subject matter is so broad however that  we are given snapshots rather than  full portaits of both people, and situations.

Vocally. Amara Okereke as Salvation Army Mary and Jacob Dudman as Wounded Clyde, excel amidst a choral  ensemble playing out a familiar “sows ear to silk purse” tale.

Simon Beale as a bumptious Elgar makes a glorious cameo performance. The society desperately tries to establish a programme as they are forced to eschew  Mendelssohn , bch and Beethoven for being  German. Culture wars are not easy.

 A white feather scene comes and goes the significance  of which probably eludes anyone under the age of forty. The period railway station farewell is superb and juxtaposed with the arrival of war invalids. A one armed casualty asks his ex girlfriend to toss him off on a hillside in an achingly poignant scene.

Nick Hytner’s direction is fond and brisk.

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Henry Normal/ Jan Brierton- Buxton Pavilion Arts centre, 20/11/25

Buxton is colloquially described as a place where winter arrives early and summer arrives late. On a freezing November Thursday evening an audience arriving in coats and scarves were testimony to the fact that winter had arrived. However it became immediately apparent  that Henry and Jan were not going to allow low temperatures to lower the mood  for a glowing evening of warm humour, poetry, comedy and  wry observation.

I had seen them both before at the Morecambe poetry Festival where they were equally outstanding. Neither reprised their  sets from just a few months ago, such is the breadth and depth of their material.

It was an intriguing pairing. Normal is a distinguished and veteran multi published author with an impressive string of writing credits, including on television: Mrs Merton, the Royle family, Gavin and Stacey. He is an omnipresent broadcaster.

  Dubliner Jan Brierton will have been largely unknown to the bulk of the audience. Her first book ( “What day is it?”  Who gives a fuck) only came out in 2021. She has been making up for lost time ever since and read extensively from her second book: ”Everybody is a Poem”  Midlife in Rhymes.

A fashion stylist with a penchant for jump suits, she describes herself as an accidental poet, and excels at rhythm and rhyme and anything that rhymes with fuck. She is more John Cooper Clarke than Coleridge or Yeats. A touchstone for mid life women- and  a spokesperson for  men who have to deal with them.

She is also very funny. Memorably she  was  once described as  “not leaving a dry seat in the house”. Her knack is to write simply  about everyday things that all can relate to, whether it be the humour of sea swimming, or the poignant, achingly beautiful poem  to her deceased brother,  “The last Conversation we never had” – An Everyman piece for anyone who has ever been bereaved. She doesn’t write in her voice. She writes in our voice.

Henry Normal is a master of literary sleight of hand. His esoteric style complimented Brierton’s earthy fare perfectly . You and I see the moon, Normal sees the same moon that Nelson Mandela,  and Martin Luther King espied. He produces, and reads from,  poems on scraps of paper as if he had hastily prepared them in his lunch break. He hadn’t. They are carefully prepared, crafted, drafted and rehearsed.

He opened the evening, then allowed Brierton to close the first half. For the second half they inverted that order before closing with a call and response  “poem off” alternating as they sat on adjacent chairs- a sublime culmination to a fine evening.

Normal’s preparedness to give space to Brierton demonstrated a commendable lack of ego, and a justified confidence in his own material.  Both prospered as a consequence.

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Curved Air – Robin, Bilston, Wolverhampton 16/11/25

Curved Air- Robin Bilston, Wolverhampton

This was a legacy show for me. As the classic rock and pop era draws to a close so I pick off the odd group I missed first time around.

I was never a big prog rock fan and saw only two prog rock gigs, , Camel in 78, which bored me to tears, Genesis in 78, which with Phil Collins just on board was shaking off the prog rock shackles and morphing into incredibly successful pop- overall it was dull.

I was familiar with Curved Air’s early material though. Sonja Kristina was a legend, the first lead in Hair, and her marriage to the Police’s Stewart Copeland, then the richest group in the world must have helped her bank balance enormously.

Curved Air had three consecutive top 20 albums in the early 70’s riding on the success of the top 4 single “Back st luv” and loads of complementary press coverage- and that was pretty much it.

What of now? Sonja is 76 year old. The fire in the belly, her voice, and her performance ability is still there. But she had a frail appearance, announcing recent illness resulting in reduced mobility and some memory loss and frequently sat down on a stage chair.

Back st luv was sensational, enlivened by an outstanding guitar solo by Kirby Gregory. “Melinda”  ( about a girl who lived in a cupboard) and “Marie Antoinette” were sublime. “Vivaldi!” was zany brilliance

I am glad that I have seen her and the band, live  but worry as to whether her health can bear the dates into next year which are planned.

A 4.30pm Sunday afternoon start and a two hour show interspersed with a twenty minute tea break gave proceedings a somewhat surreal air. Finished for 6.30pm.

  1. Armin
  2. It Happened Today
  3. Stay Human
  4. Time Games
  5. Melinda (More or Less)
  6. Propositions
  7. Easy
  8. Screw
  9. Marie Antoinette
  10. The Purple Speed Queen
  11. Metamorphosis
  12. Vivaldi
  13. Back Street Luv
  14. Midnight Wire
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Moulin Rouge – Birmingham Hippodrome

*****

Wow. The most spectacular stage musical I have ever seen.

The most expensive theatre ticket I have ever bought- for the most lavish production that I have ever seen. there is probably an equivalence there. Could the zany opulence of Baz Luhrmanns’ 2001 film be realised on stage? yes!

Hurst St was transformed into Montmartre and the Pigalle as this surreal spectacular unfolded. I hd worried that it would be impossible to translate the gaudy phantasmagoria of the film onto stage. Those fears were not realised, instead we re presented with an in person three dimension version.

Cameron Blakely is outstanding as the lecherous, lascivious, louche master of ceremonies Harold Zidler. Verity Thompson is divine as courtesan and leading lady Satine. James Bryers excels as the Duke in a very comely lilac suit. Nate Landskroner is the alternative male love suitor and possesses an outstanding voice, not least on “Your song” one of three big set piece numbers, the other being the opening “lady marmalade” oozing sex and attitude, and a stunning “Bad Romance” with a choreographed Sony Tayeh routine which Lady Ga Ga herself would do well to copy.

All told there are over seventy songs, 160 songwriters and thirty music publishers all of whom require royalties.

Director Alex Timbers draws the magic together. Catherine Zuber’s costumes are magnificent, saucy and skimpy

 
 
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The sensational 60’s Experience – Buxton Opera House

 

A variety show  splitting the Fortunes and Vanity Fare in the first half and the Trems and Beaky Mick and Tich in the second.

The first half was boosted with ensemble versions of “Spirit in the Sky” and “You are my world” but let down by a lacklustre Searchers feature including Mike Spencer with the likes of “Needles and pins” which emasculated the original  versions. However for some reason Vanity Fare decided that it would be a good idea to include a drum solo. Drum solos are never a good idea and disappeared from live shows for a reason- they are awful. This performance made the point well.

The second half was illuminated, and the evening saved, by a superb set from the Trems, featuring Mick Brown culminating in a wonderful acapella “Silence is Golden” – then deflated  by a poor closing  set from Beaky Mick and Titch doomed by a combination of songs that were simply not good enough. “Xanadu” and that is it. The original Dave Dee and Dozy are dead. Ken Howard and Alan Blaikley wrote their hit songs Hold Tight, Bend It Zabadack and the legend of Xanadu. Promoters Stageright are squeezing a lot out of a little.

An audience predominantly in their 70’s loved it but the evening hardly did justice to the golden era of pop.

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La Palma- Netflix mini series

****

An oddity , a big budget Norwegian disaster movie which isn’t a Noire.

Four episodes, and under four hours it is tightly scripted, pacy and with enough twists and turns to overcome the fact that we all know that a volcanos is going to erupt resulting in a deadly   tsunami.

The CGI are pretty good, because it is Norwegian all the women are hot and the tone more reflective than an American production.

Yes the plot teeters on the absurd, but it is still  a lot of fun.

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Deliver me From Nowhere- Springsteen Biopic film review

If you like Springsteen you will like this film, if you don’t, you wont. It certainly lacks the crossover appeal of Dylan’s “Complete Unknown”.

I have been a fan since Born to Run, fifty years. Essentially this is the story of the making of the album “Nebraska” one of his less accessible and more obscure releases.

Jeremy White is convincing and compelling as Bruce. Odessa Young is hot as love interest Fay. Steve Cooper tries a little too hard while directing to make this left field. A film about depression is likely to be depressing- not a good tag line for a a big budget movie.

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Pin Ups- David Bowie, album review

I bought this on release, and loved it. I still do.

As stand alone interpretations of songs it is hit and miss, as an insight into  what influenced Bowie it is essential and invaluable.

Contemporaneously two factors were at play.  Firstly, He was in an absurdly creative personal  phase with new product being produced with mesmerising speed and regularity. Secondly, Bryan Ferry released his own covers album, “These Foolish Things” which was artistically more daring.

Ferry’s choice spanned several decades from 1930s standards such as the title track through 1950s Elvis Presley to Bob Dylan and the Rolling Stones. They were not crowd pleasers, they were simply his choice, playful,  thoughtful and daringly pitting  Lesley Gore against Bob Dylan, seeing  pop as a  continuum. Ferry succeeded in becoming an auteur in  way that Bowie does not attempt.

Frankly, David’s selection has  less depth ,but his picks of songs that he listened to, and influenced him are no less relevant or significant. Ken Scott has been quoted as suggesting that originally Bowie’s London Boys was going to be rerecorded and the verses split between each cover song.

The result is a Mod styled farewell to the 60’s ( there are two Who compositions).The Kinks “Where have all the Good Times Gone?” has genuine poignancy, “Anyway, Anyhow Anywhere “ reprises Mod defiance perfectly showcasing Woodmansey replacement Dunbar’s skills impressively.

My personal favourite is Pink Floyd’s “See Emily Play” a plaintiff ,fey, rearrangement which captures Syd’s wackiness perfectly.

Bowie had an ear for a hit single, and “Sorrow” fits the bill perfectly, ironically a song that Bryan Ferry could easily have chosen for himself. He subsequently covered Ferry/ Roxy’s sublime “If there Is Something” with Tin machine.

Intriguingly Bowie also recorded Springsteen’s “It’s Hard to be a Saint in the City”. A nod  to the extended narrative style which he had previously explored in  “Width..”, Cygnet Committee” and Bewlay Bros” and was to do again with “Sweet Thing” but omitted it from the final album. His Rolling Stones cover “Let’s spend the Night Together, oddly appears on the next album “Aladdin Sane”.

If all this gives the impression of  a significant, but rag bag, collection that is probably because it is. The amphetamine speed “Rosalyn” gives the origin for “ Hang onto Yourself”. The arrangement of “Sorrow” begats “Absolute beginners”

If you want to know what was on David’s turntable at Haddon hall, Pin Up’s is essential listening, but it looks back, and gives no indication of what is to come.

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Todd Rundgren – Alexandra theatre, Birmingham, UK, 28/10/25

It is to Todd’s credit that he elected to play an intimate 1340 seater music hall, inevitably sold out, to provide his fans with an opportunity to enjoy his show close up

Rundgren bestrides the rock and pop era as a musical polymath, musician, singer, producer and arranger. As that era draws inexorably to a close he finished the show poignantly with “Last Ride” and “Fade Away”

The show was both a testament to why he has been so successful – and why he hasn’t. It featured  bewildering array of great songs in various styles all of which combined both to delight and frustrate as the changes of style and tempo produced a jarring rhythm and vibe.

I am not your typical Todd head. I had only seen him before live once, but had followed his career as a producer and musician since the early 70’s. Apart from “Love is the Answer” I have no particular favourites nor setlist expectations. I could take the evening as Ifound it. By contrast many around me had travelled many miles ( Cornwall, Wales, Ireland and Scandinavia)

The only other time I have seen him live was in 1979 at Knebworth This was the setlist then:

  1. Last of the New Wave Riders
  2. Back on the Street
  3. Abandon City
  4. Love of the Common Man(
  5. The Last Ride
  6. Freedom Fighters
  7. The Seven Rays
  8. Love Alone
  9. Gangrene
  10. The Death of Rock and Roll
  11. Initiation
  12. Anyway, Anyhow, Anywhere(The Who cover) (tribute to Keith Moon)
  13. Couldn’t I Just Tell You
  14. Encore:
  15. Real Man
  16. Just One Victory
  17. Love is the Answer

So how did it go? It was an anthology, rather than greatest hits, set, which suited me fine. Individually there were some great songs, but collectively it hung together a little awkwardly. I knew every song, so familiarity was not a problem, but songs sat against each other with little obvious connection. If individually they were your personal favourites, then fine, otherwise it was sometime a challenging listen. the slow funk of “I think you know” is sluggish, and it took the more melodious, if predictable, “Secret Society” to engage the audience. “Weakness” was ponderous. “Stood up ” was lightweight as was “lost Horizon”. It took a blistering “Buffalo Grass” ( with trademark guitar hero guitar solos) to ignite the band before the highlight of the evening, the glorious, smouldering, waltz time ballad, “Beloved infidel”, which is amongst his finest compositions.

In an odd gear change we then slipped into the formulaic “hit me like a train” which sounded like an Aerosmith rocker, over Keith Richard’s “Honky Tonk women” riff. the irony of a Rolling Stones indebted Aerosmith copy was rich. Then another gear change, “Wouldnt You like to know” was pure Doobie bros circa “Black water” with beautiful acoustic guitar and harmonies. Continuing the high, Todd then slipped into “Sweet” which not only sounded like Hall and Oats, it sounded as though they were singing and performing it too! Sublime nonetheless, pure soul, and funk.

Another gear change – the rocker “woman’s world” which sounds as though it should be sung by a woman- Pat Benatar maybe. A little too Ame]rican formulaic for my tastes. Would love to see Ted Nugent perform this- not least because it has a “Cat scratch fever” guitar break. Gear Change. “Afterlife” was delicate, doleful, and wistful and very Steely Dan

Gear change. “Going Down with the ship” is a novelty song in the way that 10cc’s “Dreadlock holiday” is . i hated it on record. But live it is zany, ridiculous and great fun. It is a performance song- Kid Creole and the Coconuts would love it. and we all did the hand movements…

Gear change- an acapella “Honest work” which featured four of the harmonising band members. Outstanding and wonderful in equal measure

Gear Change. “Rock Love” rocked and should have closed the show. “God said” was routine but enjoyable, “Fascist Christ” limped along as a rappy piece of nonsense.

Gear Change. “Hawking” was a ponderous ballad, beautifully arranged as a “Hall and oats” number , complete with sax solo, and completely out of place. “Worldwide epiphany” is another formula rocker, it isn’t an epiphany and was an inadequate set closer.

The greatest his segue encore satisfied those that wanted to hear them- i felt they added little to the evening.

How About a Little Fanfare?

I Think You Know

Secret Society

Weakness

Stood Up

Lost Horizon

Buffalo Grass

Beloved Infidel

Hit Me Like a Train

Wouldn’t You Like to Know

Sweet

Kindness

Woman’s World

Afterlife

Down With the Ship

Honest Work

Rock Love

God Said

Fascist Christ

Hawking

Worldwide Epiphany

Encore:

I Saw the Light / Can We Still Be Friends / Hello It’s Me

The Last Ride

Fade Away

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