Bob Dylan played his second show of a three night residency at the London Palladium on the 29th
April, and the stage was set out to cater to his famously unpredictable temperament. Stage left stood a baby grand piano, where Dylan could
command a good view of both band and audience while pounding the keys. If Bob wanted to sing from centre stage, a trio of microphones awaited him
(one modern flanked by two vintage models), and, since he has recently taken
to crooning into the microphone while cradling the stand in his arms, a fourth stand
had been set aside especially for this purpose. Bob has played guitar on
stage very rarely over the past several years, but, should he decide to
pick up the instrument, his electric guitar was waiting on a stand in front of the drum kit. Above the stage hung a
series of large movie-style lights, which bathed the stage in a warm glow,
whilst a bust of the Greek goddess Athena observed the proceedings from atop
one of the amplifiers.
Once the intimate London Palladium had filled to capacity, the lights dimmed and the burly figure of guitarist Stu Kimball strode onto the stage strumming an acoustic. As a huge roar rose up from the crowd, out followed drummer George Receli, bassist Tony Garnier, guitarist Charlie Sexton, pedal steel player Donnie Herron and, finally, resplendent in a wide-brimmed white hat, black suit and cream-coloured cowboy boots, Bob Dylan. Having never seen him before in person, I can confirm that he definitley has an 'aura' about him that belies his slight frame.
A brief nod
in the direction of the crowd, and then down to business. Dylan positioned himself
at the piano and launched into ‘Things Have Changed’, the song from the film Wonder Boys that won him an Oscar in
2001. The sound of his voice – weatherbeaten, but powerful – ringing out so clearly through the speakers
was, frankly, overwhelming, and an entirely different experience from listening
at home. Next up was ‘Don’t Think Twice, it’s Alright’ one of my favourite of
Bob’s early songs, followed by a hard-rocking ‘Highway 61 Revisited’, which
evoked the image of a runaway freight train and allowed Dylan to really stretch his voice. Watching Dylan's left foot hammering out the driving beat, it was clear that
Bob was totally engaged and switched on, and that we had a great show ahead of
us.
After a
jaunty ‘Beyond Here Lies Nothing’, Bob left the piano and sauntered/ambled/swaggered/strutted
to centre stage, where he delivered a tender rendition of the standard ‘Why Try
to Change Me Now’. This was the first of six standards that Bob would perform
over the course of the evening, and it was a joy to hear him singing with such care, control and affection for the material. It was back
to the piano for the menacing ‘Pay in Blood’, one of the standout tracks from
2012’s Tempest album, which led into
an upbeat ‘Duquesne Whistle’ sandwiched between standards ‘Melancholy Mood’ and
‘Stormy Weather’, both of which were performed impeccably.
As we reached the midpoint of the show, the familiar jangling chords of ‘Tangled Up in Blue’ filled the Palladium. This was one of the songs that made me a fan, and Bob did it justice on this night. The song was also home to an oddly emotional moment. During an instrumental break, Dylan returned to the piano from centre stage, sat down, adjusted his microphone, and surveyed his band with a look of satisfaction. I don't know why, but this moment stayed with me, and will probably be my enduring memory of the evening.
The second
half of the main set drew largely from Bob's output of the last twenty years,
and featured the standards ‘All or Nothing at All’ and ‘That Old Black Magic’,
thumping blues jam ‘Early Roman Kings’, the devastating ‘Love Sick’ and, for
those awaiting a golden oldie, the mercurial ‘Desolation Row’. Certain songs, like 'Spirit on the Water' and 'Soon After Midnight', seemed to serve as 'rest songs', allowing Dylan to conserve his energy for the more taxing material. Bob closed out
the main set with ‘Autumn Leaves’, before he and the band returned for a
waltz-time ‘Blowin’ in the Wind’ and a thunderous ‘Ballad of a Thin Man’. Then
they downed their instruments, soaked in the rapturous applause and disappeared
into the night.
I left the
Palladium in a kind of blissful stupor, reflecting on everything I had seen and
heard. Bob's show, as always, was not a nostalgia show, but rather a snapshot of where he is now (or at least where he was on 29th April), and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
It wasn’t
all about Bob though, and I have say a few words about his amazing band, all of whom have been with him for years and have become experts at following Bob's lead. The musician of the night was pedal steel player Donnie Herron,
who, from his perch behind Dylan’s piano, kept his eyes
trained on Bob’s hands on the keys and adapted his playing to any
improvisations Dylan happened to throw out. I love watching how musicians interact and play off each other, so this was a real treat.
My first Bob Dylan show was fantastic, and I can't wait to catch Bob and the gang in action again.
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