Wednesday, May 22, 2019

Bad Beer Reviews and Artistic Brilliance


More from the daily paper

       Not content merely with snotty wine reviews, and as previously lamented, the local newspaper now has added ludicrous beer reviews. Unfortunately, they’re on the front of the section which also holds the Sudoku, Jumble and crossword, so one’s eyes are drawn to them. 
       Apparently, the sages at the local news desk were sitting around and one said, “You know what, Luther? I’ll bet we need to review Busch beer, because the readers are surely confused about whether to drink it or Budweiser, or any of the other 75 national and/or local light lagers.”  
Here, verbatim, is what the poor schlub who drew the short straw came up with”

       “Oaty (sic) Busch Beer May Make You Want To Saddle Up” (wait, it gets worse) “If that old commercial where they break it down a cappella halfway through the theme song gives you chills, then this beer’s for you.” (ed note: see what they did there, appropriating the “This Bud’s for you” line?) “Busch is fairly ‘oaty’ with a slight mineral aftertaste” (a check of ingredients reveals no oats whatsoever used in the brewing process) “It’s not the most inspiring beer, but it may make you want to saddle up.”   That’s it. This is the textbook definition of “damned by faint praise.”  

        On a decidedly loftier note is the review of last night’s vocal performance offered by the incomparable Linda Eder. We (our friends and Emily and I) were seated directly behind the young reporter for the local paper who eventually wrote today’s review. She quoted us at the end of the article, but the review, while enthusiastic was just average, journalistically, so I’ll write my own:

        Sometimes artists are charmingly self-effacing, a trait rarely seen today in the popular music circus. One favorite comes at the beginning of Yo-Yo Ma’s terrific “Obrigado Brazil” album, where he introduces himself thus: “Good evening, I’m Yo-Yo Ma, I’ll be your cellist tonight.” Well, …yeah!

        Last night, another remarkable artist showed the same sense of minimalist self-appraisal. Linda Eder introduced herself thus, “Hi, I’m Linda Eder and I’m a singer.” This is akin to “I’m Usain Bolt and I can run pretty fast.”  If there’s a better pop/Broadway vocalist alive in America at present, I’d love to know who it is. Power, a 4 plus octave range, and a transition to falsetto so effortlessly reached that she’s there before you realize she went are just the technical attributes which make her unique. Her choice of material is reminiscent of Streisand, equally talented in her prime, but not Eder’s equal today.

        How she got here involves amateur shows, Harrah’s casino, and her big break as Lucy, the female lead in Jekyll and Hyde on Broadway, but today, she tours on a limited basis, picking and choosing. We are fortunate here in The Villages, in that Ms. Eder has a good friend who encouraged her to come play our world class venue. At 1000 seats, the Sharon Morse Performing Arts Center is acoustically excellent and rather more intimate than some of the older Broadway venues and the larger rooms like the Straz Center in Tampa. After last year’s visit, and last night’s effort “The Sharon” will probably be an annual stop for as long as Ms. Eder wishes to perform.

        In addition to several medlies of standards and  a couple of songs from Jekyll and Hyde, a role for which many believe she was robbed of a Tony Award, she performed a wide range of pop and jazz classics. Her five-piece band was as tight as could be and complemented all the styles. Eder is known for performing several songs which are normally associated with male singers and are rarely performed by female vocalists. She has said, “They’re great songs and I’ll do them for that reason.” Several of that genre were “Man of La Mancha,” a lump in the throat rendition of “Bring Him Home” (Les Mis) and a hauntingly beautiful performance of Freddie Mercury’s “Love of My Life.” Her “Don’t Cry for Me Argentina” eclipsed Patti Lupone’s original effort. That isn’t Patti’s fault. Few if any have Eder’s pure vocal chops.  

       After an hour and 45 minutes of impeccable vocals interspersed with off-hand and often folksy commentary regarding her career, life in general, power tools and an expired driver’s license (long story), she finished to a standing ovation, returning to encore with “Somewhere Over the Rainbow.”

        If Linda Eder performs anywhere near you, trust me, you need to make the effort to see and hear her. Simply put, in her two engagements here, she has produced two of the best live vocal performances of any genre which I’ve been privileged to hear.

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