Beyonce
Knowles may have taken the Palace stage like a queen Saturday night, riding
in like the Queen of Sheba.
But it was Alicia Keys whose performance was the crowning achievement as the
historic Verizon Ladies First Tour rocked Motown.
Knowles and Keys, two of pop and R&B's brightest young stars, are sharing
the stage with their inventive hip-hop sister, Missy Elliott, and Windsor's
own Tamia. It's believed to be the first time an all-female R&B tour has
played -- and filled -- arenas.
Actually, the Palace was not full Saturday night. The crowd of about 14,000
was a few thousand short of capacity, surprising considering the caliber and
popularity of the three headliners. Maybe the $68.50 and $78.50 (before surcharges)
asking prices were a bit steep for the singers' relatively young fans.
And it was a young crowd, but not as young as you might think. With the possible
exception of Elliott's inventive rap music, these are women who have strong
appeal to fans young and not-so-old, black and white, which pretty much describes
Saturday's turnout.
Tamia opened the show at 7 p.m. with a short but impressive 10-minute set that
showcased Mrs. Grant Hill's strong, soaring voice, particularly on her 2000
hit "Stranger in My House." She may be a hometown girl, but the rousing
ovation she received from the audience was unusually enthusiastic for a relative
unknown, a convincing testament to the sheer power of her voice (pretty incredible
when you consider she collapsed from multiple sclerosis last year).
Missy Elliott followed with a raucous, fun half-hour show that was every bit
as clever, inventive and colorful as her infectious, quirky jams.
One of the few rappers today who actually knows how to perform, Elliott got
the party started with retooled hits (including "Work It" and "Get
Ur Freak On"), clever visuals (including a versatile stage set that resembled
a giant aquarium) and a cadre of 14 hot, crisply choroegraphed dancers.
Keys' 2001 debut, "Songs in A Minor," introduced the world to a major
young talent. She was rewarded with blockbuster sales and numerous awards, including
the Grammy for best new artist, and has done nothing to diminish her sterling
reputation.
Her new album, "The Diary of Alicia Keys," is even more accomplished,
and on the Ladies Night tour, her first in arena settings, Keys proves more
than up to the challenge.
Playing the frontwoman role with the right mix of swagger and restraint, Keys
effortlessly changed musical moods the way others, notably the headliner, change
costumes. So many of today's pop stars settle for gimmicks, crowd-pleasing cliches
and overwrought vocal acrobatics. Keys needed none of them. She was a study
in subtlety and restraint, smoothly morphing her hour-long set from punchy funk
to sensuous ballads to old-school soul.
And what a voice. She turned breakthrough hit "Fallin' " from a song
about puppy love to a pained expression of emotions run amok.
The new song "If I Ain't Got You" and 2001's "How Come U Don't
Call Me Anymore?" dripped with frustration. "Slow Down" was a
sultry make-out ballad, which Keys sang seductively and deliberately, bathed
in red light while draped over her piano.
I'd never seen her in concert before, but I won't pass down a chance to see
her again.
I can't say the same about Beyonce. Granted, she makes delicious, danceable
pop music and she's got a face and a body that the camera adores. But like so
many young performers who've grown up in show business, she's too emotionally
detached and mechanical a performer to really make a connection with the audience.
Elliott ran all the way to the back of the hall to make direct contact with
her audience. Beyonce rode in above them on a bed hoisted by a bevy of buff,
beefy boys. Though her splashy 75-minute performance was long on hits and eye
candy, the robotic, by-the-numbers nature of her performance was more numbing
than novel.
Some audience members clearly felt that way as dozens streamed into the exits
well before she encored with her most irresistible hit, "Crazy in Love."
Although the Ladies First tour is more about sisterhood than competition, Missy
Elliott and Alicia Keys are the real winners on this historic tour.
By
Doug Pullen,
JOURNAL ENTERTAINMENT