I want to state a couple of things right up front. First, I am not a fan of country-western music. Perhaps it's growing up in Iowa where it was practically forced upon you like a fruitcake at Christmas or maybe it's because I don't own a pickup truck or a dog.
Second, I am only peripherally aware of Garth Brooks. I know who he is, of course, and I know his music because I haven't lived in a cave for the last 20 years, but I have never paid that much attention.
So I went into the Garth Brooks concert at Encore Las Vegas with an open mind but low expectations. I walked out calling it one of the best concerts I have ever been to in my entire life.
Garth Brooks, for those who have been living in a cave for the last 20 years, remains the best selling music artist of all time, having sold more albums than The Beatles. His string of country music hits was virtually unstoppable in the 1990s and his high-energy, high-production value concert tours broke records for attendance and box office.
But then in 2001 he retired from performing to concentrate on being with his family, including country-music superstar wife Trisha Yearwood. He has been mostly AWOL from the pop-culture scene ever since.
Steve Wynn changed all that. Luring Brooks out of retirement was reportedly not easy but the lure of being able to do whatever he wanted on stage in Vegas in a series of limited weekend only concerts while maintaining his home in Oklahoma was too much to resist. We should all thank Mr. Wynn for this.
The show is simple: Garth Brooks and a guitar. That's it. No back-up band, no big staging, no pyrotechnics, no flying in from the wings. He greeted the audience dressed in jeans, a sweatshirt, a trucker cap, and work boots looking no less than the random tourist from Oklahoma that sits next to you at the blackjack table. Then for the next two-and-half hours it was him and a guitar and a stage and it is, in a word, thrilling.
Brooks' love and mastery of music is put on fine display here as he takes a trip back through his life to explore his sonic influences from the country-western staples that his father loved (Merle Haggard and George Jones) through the music he liked as a kid (Cat Stevens, Simon and Garfunkel) to his mother's taste (Otis Redding and Don McLean) and then into his own young-adulthood (James Taylor, Bob Seger).
He mostly does music by these artists - Haggard's "Mama Tried;" Simon and Garfunkel's "Mrs. Robinson;" "Wild World" by Cat Stevens; "Sittin' on the Dock of the Bay;" "American Pie;" the list goes on. His guitar playing and voice are chameleon-like, straight-up country twang one minute and a blues-rock growl the next.
Taking these trips back into his musical past then sets the stage for his own career. For instance he spent a lot of time on Bob Seger's "Night Moves," talking about a dark foreboding of the chord progression; how it is like "painting a song" and that you could hear the storm clouds moving in and the thunder rolling. And then he goes into one of his own huge hits, the similarly dark "Thunder Rolls."
Through the show Brooks maintains a happy-kid in a candy store exuberance and genial friendliness. Not only does he seem like one of the nicest guys on the planet, with a great deal of self-deprecating humility, but he's darned funny as well. The story he tells of his mother's driving abilities (or lack thereof) and the time he got to sing with James Taylor and forgot all the lyrics are fall down funny. If this whole music thing doesn't work out, maybe he could try stand up comedy.
But the music thing is the key here. It's unbelievably exciting to watch a man who is so enamored by music - all kinds of it - in this kind of setting. It's like your buddy pulls out a guitar in your living room and starts playing and you never want him to stop.
On the night I saw the show he almost didn't. After playing for nearly two hours, including backing wife Trisha Yearwood on a couple of her hits, he came back out and did another 45 minutes, taking requests from the audience like he was some sort of human jukebox. When a guy yelled out "Croce!" from the balcony, Brooks had the house lights brought up, had a five minute conversation with the guy that yelled it, and then proceeded to play five (5!!) Jim Croce songs right off the top of his head. Unbelievable.
You don't have to be a fan of country-western music to like this show. You don't even have to be a fan of Garth Brooks' music to like this show. All you need to be is a fan of music, period.
Vegas4Visitors Grade: A
Garth Brooks
Encore Las Vegas
3121 Las Vegas Blvd. S
702-770-7469
website
Price: $125
Showtimes:
Fri and Sun 8pm
Sat 8 and 10:30pm
Show Dates Vary
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