Here's my review of the Susan Tedeschi show, Saturday, April 21, at Jannus Landing, St. Petersburg. Scroll down for mini-reviews of pianist Charles Farrell, Del Castillo and Poetry 'n Lotion â three acts I caught in Ybor City on Friday, April 21.
Photo of Tedeschi by CL contributor Shanna Gillette.
By Wade Tatangelo
Nothing fancy. No gimmicks. Just a rock and soul show gushing with emotion, delivered by skilled musicians with a genuine love for some of the best rhythm & blues material written in the last 50 years.
Thatâs what audiences were treated to last Saturday at Jannus Landing. Susan Tedeschi sported a black waistcoat, form-fitting blue jeans and a blond guitar to match her shoulder-length locks. She swayed back and forth under the stars as she growled a blues number or went high and pretty on a soothing ballad. The only guitarist on stage, she scrunched her face and filled the brisk night air with fiery solos that were at turns gritty and sensual. But it was her voice, a truly expressive instrument, that packed the biggest punch.
âI cried and I cried,â she sang, ââTil I just couldnât cry no more.â She delivered the pain-soaked lyric to the old-school R&B standard âSoul of A Manâ with the controlled passion of a performer at home with the blues. Tedeschi understands that even lines about shedding tears â when read correctly, with equal parts strength and understanding â have an uplifting effect on the listener. She sang the hell out of that song and a clutch of others.
One of her generationâs finest torchbearers of vintage R&B, Tedeschi, 36, delighted the crowd of baby boomers and jam-banders with a set list that favored songs from her fourth and latest album Hope and Desire. Produced by Joe Henry, itâs a collection of mostly â60s soul classics personalized by Tedeschiâs tender-yet-tough vocal prowess. Her sweet-gal stage presence included plenty of tiny-voiced thank-yous. Tedeschiâs band included a drummer, bassist, tenor saxophonist and the other star of the evening, keyboardist Kofi Burbridge, who in addition to ladling out rippling organ runs, offered tasteful flute solos on songs such the Bob Dylan favorite âDonât Think Twice,â which Tedeschi has been making her own since recording it in 2002. Another standout was Tedeschiâs reading of The Rolling Stonesâ âYou Got the Silverâ and her raucous rendition of Otis Reddingâs âSecurity.â
She started her encore with John Prineâs âAngel from Montgomery.â I recognized the song right away and thought it an odd choice considering that Bonnie Raitt, with whom Tedeschi is often compared, has been performing it wonderfully for decades. But once Tedeschi started singing, my reservations evaporated. She took the sad song about a woman stuck in a dead-end marriage and transformed it a gorgeous hymn of hope, making it a worthwhile endeavor even sans originality.
Ybor City Serenade
Charles Farrell (pictured), Del Castillo, Poetry 'N Lotion, Fri., April 20, various venues
Photo by Eric Snider
The shiny baby grand piano stood on the sidewalk of 9th Avenue near El Pasaje Plaza in Ybor City. Snippets of pre-recorded dialogue emanated from speakers. Without warning, Charles Farrellâs hands exploded across the keyboard, becoming a hyperkinetic blur of organized chaos, the right hand leading, the left following close behind, drowning out the loops and anything else floating in the air. Farrell, of Tampa, performed as part of the Ybor City Festival of Moving Images. His piano work was jaw-dropping â not something most people would want in large doses, but a spectacle to behold all the same. Too bad there were perhaps a dozen folks on hand to witness this spasm of avant-gardistry.
I witnessed another remarkable performance the same night at the nearby Orpheum, where the Del Castillo brothers (Mark and Rick) wowed attendees with their twin attack on Spanish guitar. Playing with the intuition of, well, siblings, the two men intertwined their licks to deliver a performance that was both pleasing to the ear and riveting to watch.
Finally, I made it over to the New World Brewery to witness Tampa jam instrumentalists, Poetry ân Lotion. The quintet is led by electric mandolin player Jim Page and kept things fresh with a set list that jumped from jazz covers to a rendition of Black Sabbathâs âWar Pigs.â