by mapache61 on 22 Jun 2011, 20:23
Happy to report Diana and the band were in fine form Sunday night at Harrah’s Rincon. The mood on stage was very loose, playful and laid-back. Definitely one of the groovier DK shows I’ve seen.
So what about this Harrah’s Rincon? The high-rise hotel sits on an Indian reservation out in the rolling hills of rural northeast San Diego County. As for other buildings and development, there’s little else around it. The hotel’s Open Sky Theatre (capacity: 2,500) is basically a big stage set up in a parking lot. The mountains serve as backdrop. The seats are portable, which usually means terribly uncomfortable folding chairs. Not these. They were big, extra-wide, high-back beauties with lots of leg room between the rows. Nice! $145 per seat nice? Not quite. But DK would make it all worth it.
While I’m talking prices, allow me to gripe about Harrah’s extortionate room rates for this evening. They took the DK concert and Father’s Day Sunday, and used them to justify raping everyone. My standard room cost…(wait for it)…$260! Ouch! A week before the show I checked the rates again to see if they’d come down. Nope. The rate had jumped to $300, plus tax. Unreal. But what can you do? The nearest hotel is 15 miles away on windy mountain roads.
Mrs. Mapache61 and I check in around 3pm and head up to our room on the 17th floor. Through the window, at an angle, I can see the concert stage far below. An hour later, I spy the band on stage doing a sound check. We head downstairs to hang around outside the venue’s gates and listen. The fence is chain-link, draped with a tarp that you can see-through a little bit. Diana comes out on stage, and we do a little parking lot swing dancing as she and the boys run through shortened versions of “How Deep is the Ocean” and “So Nice.” So nice, indeed. Diana splits and we hang around a few more minutes in case the band plans to jam a little more.
At this point we notice a woman walking toward the backstage gate with a Diana CD and felt pen in hand. She stands there, looking creepy, as Anthony walks out into the parking lot. And then we realize, “This woman thinks Diana is coming out next. I bet she’s right.” She sure is. Only Diana doesn’t hike through parking lots, kicking rocks like Mr. Wilson. No sir. She travels the 300 yards between the venue and the hotel in a Lincoln town car with heavily tinted windows. I suppose we can sprint to the hotel lobby and intercept her. But I already did the awkward “Hi Diana, I’m a big fan” thing in San Diego in 2009. I don’t need to do it again.
At 8pm, the sun has just set, the sky has that magic twilight glow, I’ve got two frosty beers in hand, and we’re in perfect seats: 4th Row, Dead Center. Scanning the crowd, my guess is the venue is about 3/4 full. The floor seats are sold out, but there are sizeable empty spaces in the general admission grandstands along the sides.
Diana hits the stage around 8:15, and we’re off. As always, “I Love Being Here With You” gets the ball rolling. Diana—dressed in a long black leather coat, red scarf, black leggings and boots—looks and sounds great. Our fearless Message Board Leader, Bud, has mentioned in his fairly recent concert reviews that Diana’s voice has been a little off due to lingering colds. Some buffoonish blogger’s review of the recent New Jersey concert, I believe, claims her voice was way off and she was sometimes short of breath. Maybe so. I wasn’t there. But I can assure you on this night her voice sounds top notch.
On this first number, we get a nice, action-packed drum solo from Karriem Riggins. I dig this cat’s style. It’s more laid-back than Jeff Hamilton’s. I’m not saying it’s better. It just brings a different, groove-a-licious dynamic to the band. Up next is “So Nice.” Diana sounds great on this, and her piano playing (including some wonderful solos) is stellar as always.
This being Father’s Day, DK springs a fun surprise on us. She talks about Elvis, her boys and her own father a bit, and then plays the old Groucho Marx “Father’s Day” song. Sample lyric: “According to our mother, you’re our father, and that’s good enough for us.” This gets a good laugh from the crowd. And next we’re into a swingin’ “Exactly Like You.” Anthony Wilson (guitar) and Robert Hurst (bass) play some nice solos on this tune.
An amazing piano intro carries the band into a jumpin’ “Deed I Do.” Next up is the highlight of the night for me: a new, faster, up-tempo arrangement of “Walk on By.” Judging by the big applause, whoops and whistles, this is definitely a crowd pleaser. It’s funny. Hearing it for the first time on the album, I never imagined it would be.
Next we hear a silky-smooth “Quiet Nights,” followed by the funky Tom Waits tune “Jockey Full of Bourbon.” Then DK switches gears again and plays “A Case of You.” Emotional, as always, and somewhere in the middle of it all, on piano, she sneaks in the melody of Bob Dylan’s “Simple Twist of Fate.” Very cool.
“Doin’ Alright” gets things moving again. And then, TGITOR fans will be thrilled to hear “Abandoned Masquerade” is back. Even better, she changes-up the lyrics of the last verse. I can’t remember exactly what the new lyrics were, but the lines about “despair” and the “empty chair” (obviously about her mother) were gone. Interesting.
***EDIT: Mrs Mapache informs me that I'm incorrect. Diana did indeed sing the last verse. The new lyrics/verse came afterward.***
“Cheek to Cheek” boogies, and closes out the main set. The crowd is on its feet, going wild, and would not sit for the encore. Diana and company stride back out. She sits at the piano, and the crowd shouts requests: “Look of Love!” “Peel Me a Grape! Please!” Some guy in the audience bellows something inaudible, and Diana shoots back, “Do you yell at your lover like that? Be careful or I’ll play more Groucho Marx songs.” The crowd laughs. Diana launches into “Frim Fram Sauce.” The band looks like they’re having a ball. The first ten rows or so are up out of their seats and swing dancing in the aisles.
Good times. A great show. My only complaint (one I’ve had for several years now) is that Diana’s concerts are much too short these days. At this concert, I don’t count Groucho’s “Father’s Day” as a full song. That means we got 11 tunes, which translates to about 1 hour and 20 minutes of music. When there’s no opening act, I think it’s fairly reasonable to expect 13 to 14 numbers. But then again, Diana doesn’t owe me anything. She’s playing 11 songs; take it or leave it. I’ll take it.
See you again somewhere down the road, DK....
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