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First, he sang "Jimmie Standing in the Rain," a plaintive, sentimental tune from Costello's 2010, T{{nb}}Bone Burnett-produced LP ''National Ransom'', which was preceded by a poignant story about his grandfather, Pat MacManus, and how he owed him his love of music. | First, he sang "Jimmie Standing in the Rain," a plaintive, sentimental tune from Costello's 2010, T{{nb}}Bone Burnett-produced LP ''National Ransom'', which was preceded by a poignant story about his grandfather, Pat MacManus, and how he owed him his love of music. | ||
Near Rain | Near "Rain"s conclusion, Costello stepped away from the microphone and interpolated, with no amplification, a bit of the Depression-era ditty "Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?" | ||
The Majestic Theatre audience stood, offering Costello one of the many ovations he received over the course of more than two hours Tuesday, as the singer-songwriter mopped his brow, picked up an electric guitar and stepped back three decades, to 1986's ''Blood & Chocolate'', for the poisonous "I Want You." Brooding and ugly, Costello spiked the menacing song with squalls of feedback and foreboding. | The Majestic Theatre audience stood, offering Costello one of the many ovations he received over the course of more than two hours Tuesday, as the singer-songwriter mopped his brow, picked up an electric guitar and stepped back three decades, to 1986's ''Blood & Chocolate'', for the poisonous "I Want You." Brooding and ugly, Costello spiked the menacing song with squalls of feedback and foreboding. | ||
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In the space of two songs, the 62-year-old British troubadour showcased the spectrum of his skills: A precise mingling of sweet and sour, an artist as capable of a fond look back as he is nursing a spiteful grudge. | In the space of two songs, the 62-year-old British troubadour showcased the spectrum of his skills: A precise mingling of sweet and sour, an artist as capable of a fond look back as he is nursing a spiteful grudge. | ||
Between these poles resides a charismatic storyteller, a man containing multitudes, who is equally comfortable regaling an audience with anecdotes of his formative, hungry, angry years — "I couldn't believe hotels had electricity," he joked, early on — speaking fondly about his children, or delivering barbed asides about presidential candidate Donald Trump (or, even better, reality TV: "You know pop music is a blood sport from watching The Voice every week," Costello deadpanned. "Ugh, don't get me started."). | Between these poles resides a charismatic storyteller, a man containing multitudes, who is equally comfortable regaling an audience with anecdotes of his formative, hungry, angry years — "I couldn't believe hotels had electricity," he joked, early on — speaking fondly about his children, or delivering barbed asides about presidential candidate Donald Trump (or, even better, reality TV: "You know pop music is a blood sport from watching ''The Voice'' every week," Costello deadpanned. "Ugh, don't get me started."). | ||
Costello's first solo performance in North Texas in six years was part of his "Detour" jaunt around America, begun last year, on the occasion of publishing his memoir, ''Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink'', and continued into this year. | Costello's first solo performance in North Texas in six years was part of his "Detour" jaunt around America, begun last year, on the occasion of publishing his memoir, ''Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink'', and continued into this year. |
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