I saw Dolly Parton's Vintage Tour at Radio City Music Hall last night. And my, was she fabulous. She played an interesting set list -- there were her old favorites (I Will Always Love You, Why'd You Come in Here Lookin' Like That, Jolene, Coat of Many Colors, but no Joshua) but most of the rest were covers of 60s and 70s songs that she has recorded for a CD due out in October (Blowing in the Wind, Me & Bobby McGee, and Turn, Turn, Turn). It seems as if Dolly is feeling perhaps a little bit political. She referenced the 60s over and over, saying things like hippies had some right ideas, war is a bad bad thing, that sort of thing. She made a few too many practiced boobie jokes for my taste, but they were more than made up for by a cover of "Imagine" that was downright beautiful. It gave me the chills. I'm not kidding.
A note on the crowd. My mom and dad were originally planning on going to the show with some family friends. When I expressed interest in it, they bought me and Jane tickets for my birthday coming up in two weeks. I had thought that the crowd would likely be around the age and flavor of my mom and dad. But, well, no. While the the older suburban crowd was well represented, there was perhaps an even larger contingent of New York hipsters, sprinkled liberally with transvestites. Twas a beautiful thing.
A note on the crowd. My mom and dad were originally planning on going to the show with some family friends. When I expressed interest in it, they bought me and Jane tickets for my birthday coming up in two weeks. I had thought that the crowd would likely be around the age and flavor of my mom and dad. But, well, no. While the the older suburban crowd was well represented, there was perhaps an even larger contingent of New York hipsters, sprinkled liberally with transvestites. Twas a beautiful thing.
