An Evening of Romance is how last night's show at the Music Hall at Fair
Park was billed -- above Connick's name, even. And Lord, how we all needed
that, after enduring the New Orleans pianist/vocalist/song
writer/actor/sex symbol's forays into Jimmy Smith/Meters territory over
the past couple of years.
And we got romance -- a whole mess o'sweeping, jazz/pop ballads featuring
Connick's Sinatra-esque vocals riding atop a small band and an orchestra
of local players.
But that wasn't all this show was: Connick might as well have called it
An Evening of Harry Doing Whatever the Heck He Feels Like, because that's
how it came off. In addition to hits like "We Are In Love" and a mess of
creamy, mellow fare from his new To See You CD, ol' Harry offered a mixed
bag that included showing off his love for jazz piano, a brief clinic on
N'awlins piano styles, handing the show over to sidemen such as trumpet
player Leroy Jones, some long, rambling anecdotes, and so on. And so on.
Now, there are worse ways to spend an evening than listening to Connick
sing lush love ballads and Jones play the trumpet. But this show felt,
well, weird -- and self-indulgent.
Connick knows that he'll probably always have at least a decent-sized
audience, although his disappointing funk forays of the mid-90s meant
he's had to downsize from Starplex to medium-sized halls like the Music
Hall. And it seems that more than anything, he wants to show how
versatile he is -- even at the expense of presenting a show that never
really grabs the listener by the lapels.
This show didn't grab. Kicking off with three ballads in a row -- all
new, none of them big hits -- it sort of eased into existence and took
its sweet time getting around to the favorites. Wlhich is OK, but
Connick (as was true during his funk phase) seems just a bit too
self-satisfied for his own good -- in no small part because he simply
isn't a great jazz pianist, merely a decent one, and he clutters a few
songs with unexceptional, almost-jagged solos that just don't go
anywhere.
Connick remains a fine all-around musician and charismatic live performer
-- and, of course, a decent if derivative pop-ballad vocalist. But for
all that, I can't help but wish he had left some of this material behind
and given us a more streamlined, populist show.