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Date: 11/25/01 10:38:29 PM Name: Anonymous Email: Subject: Re: Concert Review Link: Went to the show on Tuesday and thought that she sounded great. I wish she sang more of her new stuff but oh-well. Anyways thought I would include the review. Thought it was a little harsh!! Peters tests her audience's love Backup singers, stumbles stifle a vibrant voice Octavio Roca, Chronicle Music Critic Thursday, November 22, 2001 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When she was good, Bernadette Peters was terrific at the Orpheum on Tuesday night. Unveiling a new show after an absence of three years, she made music among friends. And her adoring audience gave her a warm standing ovation at the end. Still, she really tested their love. It is understating the case to note that this charming train wreck of a show did not seem ready on first impression, and that the whole affair should probably be reconsidered before it gets any further down the road. The singing was fine. Peters' sexy gurgle of a low voice rose through her inimitable, vulnerable middle to a shining belt on top in the gorgeous "Unexpected Song" and "Time Heals Everything." She was defiant yet touching in "Being Alive," absolutely sweet in "No One Is Alone." Bob Mackie dressed her in a parade of sexy gowns that had her looking first like an exceptionally well-formed silver Deco lamp before she changed into a sensuous number of black brocade on pink and -- for the encores -- a black strapless gown that best highlighted the fiery halo of her hair. Marvin Laird conducted the overamplified band and also accompanied Peters at the piano in the show's more intimate moments. Her repertory was impeccable, truly the best of Broadway and the West End, from Irving Berlin and Leonard Bernstein to Sir Andrew Lloyd Webber and Stephen Sondheim. Peters also paid tribute to Richard Rodgers' centennial with a group of songs from her forthcoming Rodgers and Hammerstein recording. So what's not to like? Well, the show was far from tight, and Peters herself was seldom focused on the material. The Rodgers and Hammerstein songs in particular sounded like sight-readings. The mannered "Can't Get a Man With a Gun" was a reminder that it took a real country singer, not Peters, to make sense of the most recent revival of "Annie Get Your Gun." She forgot her lines and stumbled on the patter, each false start adding a layer of insincerity to every garden-variety showbiz story. Most of all, Peters was ill served by Richard Jay-Alexander's hack direction and was dragged down further by an embarrassing quartet of amateur singers that had no business being on the same stage. A scene from "Dames at Sea," the 1968 breakthrough hit that made Peters a star, was inexplicably given over to dinner-theater choreography and worse dancing. The men's quartet also ruined "Moonshine Lullaby," but the worst came at the end. This was after Peters had created real magic with "We'll Catch Up Some Other Time," a bittersweet, urbane and ineffably moving little masterpiece from Bernstein's "On the Town." A competent director might have noticed that, after almost 2 1/2 hours, this was a good time to bring down the curtain in triumph. Instead, Jay-Alexander had Peters upstaged by the appaling men's quartet in an audience sing-along of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas." She deserved better. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- Replying to:
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