Its hard to think of much in the pop music world more impressive than a 67-year-old musician holding forth for nearly three hours, outdoors on a chilly March night, while delivering some three dozen songs, the least of which would be a career highlight for almost any other artist.
Perhaps the only thing more mind-boggling than that description of Paul McCartney's sold-out show Tuesday in the first of his two nights this week at the Hollywood Bowl was the realization when it was all over that, without much trouble and no serious dip in quality, he could have filled another set of that magnitude with all the choice Beatles, Wings and solo tunes he didn't get around to: She Loves You, Cant Buy Me Love, I Want to Hold Your Hand, Getting Better, Shes Leaving Home, Maybe Im Amazed, Hi, Hi, Hi, etc. etc. etc.
It was no-brainer that he'd open Tuesdays concert with Venus and Mars Rock Show, what with its line in the chorus about a rock 'n' roll at the Hollywood Bowl. The rest was a romp through nearly half a century of some of the most enduring rock music ever written. And that's just his portion of it, although he did make generous nods to departed colleagues John Lennon singing A Day in the Life and Give Peace a Chance and George Harrison, in a reading of Something that went from lighthearted to deeply moving, something McCartney does effortlessly.
The minor shock of the evening was that Ringo Starr didn't get so much as a mention, although his presence was felt in some of the vintage film clips used as a visual backdrop to a couple of songs as well as during the pre-concert programming on the giant video screens that flanked the Bowls stage.
McCartney's ace four-piece band re-created the sound of the various original recordings accurately, without being slavish, although some string and horn parts delegated to keyboardist Paul Wickens to handle by way of synthesizers were a disappointment in Eleanor Rigby, Lady Madonna, Got to Get You Into My Life and Yesterday.
If Paul McCartney cant scare up some bona fide orchestral players, in Hollywood no less, who can?
The shows star was relaxed as ever, downplaying his superhuman musical achievements. And even if it wasn't spontaneous, his brief pause early on so he could step back from the microphone, cast his gaze around the Bowls expansive territory -- where the Fab Four made historic visits 4 1/2 decades ago -- and drink it all in was clearly heartfelt.
The set hewed considerably closer to the mainstream than his edge- exploring performance last year at the Coachella Music & Arts Festival, and it included a couple of selections he said hed never played in the U.S. before this tour: Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five from Band on the Run and the Beatles Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da.
That perfectly suited Hollywood's middle-of-the-road crowd, consisting of old-school Beatles fans revisiting their formative years side by side with a sizable contingent of teens and pre-teens smack dab in the middle of theirs, with McCartney and the Beatles as the bond between them.
A word of advice to fans attending tonight's Bowl show: Arrive plenty early. Tuesdays show was delayed about 45 minutes past the scheduled 7:30 p.m. start time, in large part because some 18,000 concert- goers were funneled through a ridiculously small number of ushers scanning and hand-stamping their tickets. Let Em In, indeed.
Perhaps the only thing more mind-boggling than that description of Paul McCartney's sold-out show Tuesday in the first of his two nights this week at the Hollywood Bowl was the realization when it was all over that, without much trouble and no serious dip in quality, he could have filled another set of that magnitude with all the choice Beatles, Wings and solo tunes he didn't get around to: She Loves You, Cant Buy Me Love, I Want to Hold Your Hand, Getting Better, Shes Leaving Home, Maybe Im Amazed, Hi, Hi, Hi, etc. etc. etc.
It was no-brainer that he'd open Tuesdays concert with Venus and Mars Rock Show, what with its line in the chorus about a rock 'n' roll at the Hollywood Bowl. The rest was a romp through nearly half a century of some of the most enduring rock music ever written. And that's just his portion of it, although he did make generous nods to departed colleagues John Lennon singing A Day in the Life and Give Peace a Chance and George Harrison, in a reading of Something that went from lighthearted to deeply moving, something McCartney does effortlessly.
The minor shock of the evening was that Ringo Starr didn't get so much as a mention, although his presence was felt in some of the vintage film clips used as a visual backdrop to a couple of songs as well as during the pre-concert programming on the giant video screens that flanked the Bowls stage.
McCartney's ace four-piece band re-created the sound of the various original recordings accurately, without being slavish, although some string and horn parts delegated to keyboardist Paul Wickens to handle by way of synthesizers were a disappointment in Eleanor Rigby, Lady Madonna, Got to Get You Into My Life and Yesterday.
If Paul McCartney cant scare up some bona fide orchestral players, in Hollywood no less, who can?
The shows star was relaxed as ever, downplaying his superhuman musical achievements. And even if it wasn't spontaneous, his brief pause early on so he could step back from the microphone, cast his gaze around the Bowls expansive territory -- where the Fab Four made historic visits 4 1/2 decades ago -- and drink it all in was clearly heartfelt.
The set hewed considerably closer to the mainstream than his edge- exploring performance last year at the Coachella Music & Arts Festival, and it included a couple of selections he said hed never played in the U.S. before this tour: Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five from Band on the Run and the Beatles Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da.
That perfectly suited Hollywood's middle-of-the-road crowd, consisting of old-school Beatles fans revisiting their formative years side by side with a sizable contingent of teens and pre-teens smack dab in the middle of theirs, with McCartney and the Beatles as the bond between them.
A word of advice to fans attending tonight's Bowl show: Arrive plenty early. Tuesdays show was delayed about 45 minutes past the scheduled 7:30 p.m. start time, in large part because some 18,000 concert- goers were funneled through a ridiculously small number of ushers scanning and hand-stamping their tickets. Let Em In, indeed.
