by mapache61 on 13 Jun 2007, 09:36
Yoshi’s – Oakland, CA
Friday, 6/8/07
8pm Show
(Apologies in advance for any mistakes. Feel free to correct me.)
At the crack of dawn, we jump in the Mustang and hit the road. Nearly 7 hours after leaving LA, I pull into a parking spot near Yoshi’s. First stop, the box office. It’s 1pm and there’s not a soul in line for the 8pm show’s first-come-first-serve seating. “You guys big Diana Krall fans?” asks the box office girl. “Yeah, this is our 14th show,” I answer, head still humming from the road. “When are you getting in line?” she asks. “Um, right after we check into the luxurious Best Western around the corner,” I say, wondering why she cares.
The Yoshi’s staff has a pool going, betting on the exact time the first DK lunatic lines up. Box office girl has her money on 1:48pm. We decide to line up as soon as possible. When we return at 2:20, to my horror, 3 people have queued up in our absence. Spread out on the chilly, windswept sidewalk in front of the club, they’ve come prepared. Lawn chairs, books, coffee, snacks, warm jackets, you name it. We’re sporting shorts and sipping gin-n-tonic and beer from soda cups, procured from the local fast-food joint.
Yoshi’s doors open at 6pm. We take a reluctant seat on the ground and settle in for the 3-1/2 hour wait. Will it be worth it? The box office assures us that when the doors open, we’ll be given name tags to place on the seats of our choosing. The hours pass surprisingly quickly. We chat with our neighbors (Bay Area locals, didn’t meet any DK Board members), take turns going back to the hotel to change into our stylish concert threads, and make periodic trips across the street to Bev-Mo, the Oakland alcoholic’s superstore.
6pm. We’re in! Two of the first three groups in front of us immediately snag the best tables in the house. Table #5 is directly in front of DK and offers a perfect, dead-on view of her and the keyboard action. Second best table is 6-feet further back. A quick decision to make. And it’s a tough one. Do we sit at #4 with the best-in-house view of Diana’s face, missing the keyboard action? Or do we opt for #6? At this close range (we’re talking 4-feet, 5-feet, max), we’ll catch the tickling of the ivories, but DK’s back will be turned to us during vocals. We go for the former, #4.
The 2-hr wait ‘til 8pm seems to go on forever. Drinks are flowing, but unfortunately, Yoshi’s overpriced sushi leaves much to be desired. We spot John Clayton and Jeff Hamilton wandering through the room, checking out the place. They’re wearing toothy Cheshire Cat smiles. And so are we.
Just after 8pm, the lights dim. Here we go. Huge applause as the band strides on stage. DK, wearing the loose-fitting black dress/frock mentioned in the SF Chron article. Looking radiant as ever, she pulls up a seat at the Steinway grand. Applause dies, and in the momentary silence I say, “Welcome back,” loud enough for her to hear. “Thank you,” she says and launches into I Love Being Here With You. We’re right back in the groove. Like she never left. Piano riffs, cookin’. Jeff Hamilton, a man possessed. But something’s wrong. Vocals are WAY DOWN in the mix. Tough to hear. Because we’re right at DK’s feet, I can hear her un-amplified voice better than anything coming through the speakers. The sound problem is corrected half-way through the tune, and from here on out, the mix is money.
Let’s Fall In Love. Beautiful piano work here. Fantastic keyboard flourishes. DK’s spike-high-heels pumping the Steinway pedals. We’re so close, I can make out the moles and freckles (forgive me, dear lady) on DK’s legs.
Diana takes her first break and talks to the crowd about how “wonderful it is to be back at Yoshi’s, a place that’s very near and dear to my heart.” She goes on. “We’re gonna go back to Nat King Cole for this one,” she says while introducing You Call It Madness. In fact, she’d go on to praise Nat throughout the night. And can you blame her?
A gorgeous, soulful performance of the song from All For You is followed by Exactly Like You, the first number we’d hear from the new record. Jeff takes the early spotlight, drumming with his hands and showing off some subtle brush work. John, channeling the bass gods, works the band into a mellow groove. Everyone smiling. We revisit King Cole with Deed I Do. Another superb Clayton solo here, complemented by Jeff “The Hammer” Hamilton’s ultimate solo of the evening. Wow. Diana ushers everyone back into the main groove and cracks a big smile, clearly pleased with her band, one of the best, if not THE BEST jazz combos on the planet.
Next up, Let’s Face The Music and Dance. My personal highlight. Diana’s vocals, spot-on, “Sooooon, we’ll be with out the moon, humming a different tune, and then…” Smooth, sultry…oh, what the hell, let’s go ahead and say it…sexy!
The proud new mama spends the next break talking about how busy she’s been with her new boys. “I’ve got a blackberry hidden in my piano…I’m getting messages about poops and spit-ups.” Big laughs from the crowd. A woman behind us shouts, “What are your babies’ names?” DK ignores this (doesn’t hear?) and tells a funny story about she and Elvis going through airport security. “They wouldn’t let us check our strollers,” she says, giggling. (By the way, I know the SF Chron reported EC in attendance on Saturday, but I never saw him Friday. Truth be told, I wouldn’t have noticed if he sat down right beside me. Being so damn close, I didn’t want to take my eyes off DK. And jotting down notes proved tough. Afterward, I spent hours deciphering pages of blind scrawl.)
Anthony finally got his chance to shine on I Was Doing Alright. Fingers flying across the fretboard. Eyes shut tight. Feeling every note. Can this cat play, or what?! More stunning piano and vocals from DK here. The second number in the late-set new album combo reveals itself as But Not For Me. Another big highlight. Diana plays this solo on the piano. Vocals, crystal clear. You can hear a pin a drop. The band watches in awe. Words fail me on this one, friends.
We’re sailing familiar waters again with Devil May Care. Lyrics, a bit more rushed than usual. But not at all out of synch with the band. Anthony wows us again. Hamilton drives home another dazzling drum solo. The main set ends with a holdover from the GITOR tour, I’m Walking. No one ever talks about DK’s cover of this, but I love it. Sure, I can name dozens of songs I’d rather hear, but it’s always nice to see the band cut loose on this. Wild applause follows. DK and the boys duck behind the curtain.
In this moment of Krall-euphoria, my waitress suddenly appears with our dinner/bar tab, asking me questions I can’t hear over the crowd noise. Unbelievable. I stand up, pull out my wallet. As I peel out bills, the lights come back up. DK and band are standing front and center, soaking up the loud audience love. The waitress and I stick out like sore thumbs. The band is looking right at us. Embarrassed, and a bit drunk, I turn to them and explain, pathetically, “I’m trying to pay my bill.” Hamilton laughs. I feel like a complete a-hole.
A haunting Little Girl Blue wraps things up. Interesting encore choice, performed beautifully. “Why won’t somebody send a tender blue boy…To cheer up little girl blue.” Elvis? The new babies? I hope so. But whatever the case, WE can be sure DK will always by cheered by her first love. Music.
So where does this show rank in my personal DK concert list? I’d put it at #2, right behind our very first DK concert, New Years Eve 1998-99 at Yoshi’s. Don’t know what it is about this venue. But I love the intimacy of the place. And clearly, DK does, too. My next show is the Hollywood Bowl in August. And it’ll be great, no doubt. Especially with the CHJO and LA Phil. I’m gonna try for the summer-tour-trifecta with either Santa Barbara, Temecula, San Diego or another night at the Bowl. But I doubt any of them will be as special as this. We’ll see…
Enjoy the tour, krallfans. Gonna be a good one. Looking forward to your reviews…
--mapache61