Introducing each selection as if it were part of a true classical programme, former Jethro Tull key man David Palmer flayed and flitted around the conductor’s stand as members of the orchestra, chorus and singers like Natalie Choquette, Marie-Denise Pelletier and Luck Mervil laboured through a worthy concept run amok. Singing well-known songs as if reading them off of transliterated cue cards, the trio of soloists lost many lyrics in hyper-Mercury-al falsettos which tried to outdo a voice that few can match. Missed cues and mumbled words led Palmer to ask for instant repetitions of a few songs and a reprise of "We Are the Champions" (both of which were inexplicably separated from "We Will Rock You") after a well-received encore of two well-fitting Tull tunes. Though songs like "Somebody To Love" and "Who Wants to Live Forever" worked well in the proposed style, the sufficiently meaty but parentally overenunciated "Another One Bites the Dust" and both versions of the string-assisted "Now I’m Here" lost something in their translations to orchestral pieces. Smoke machines and lighting effects did little to confirm the classical mood Palmer was apprently going for, nor did the omission of workable pieces like the theme from the classic cult film "Flash." Though the triumphant conclusion of "Bohemian Rhapsody" was redeeming, little could be done to restore order to this random and under-rehearsed performance.
I love jazz because it's sophisticated, international, atmospheric yet free, cool and warm.
I was first exposed to jazz through the sultry voice and flawless swing of my mother.
I met Mark Murphy, David Linx, Kurt Elling, and Youn Sun Nah.
The best show I ever attended was Youn Sun Nah in Paris.
The first jazz record I bought was Native Dancer by Wayne Shorter and Milton Nascimento
My advice to new listeners: open your mind and your ears, forget about structure, feel the textures.
Go see live music and keep buying CDs!