Los Angeles Greek Theatre
Sometimes it's best to do your dirty work in a more private setting...
Elsewhere though, with a choir of tribal clothed back-up singers, the six-piece Soultronics, and [a]D'Angelo[/a] himself, making lurvve to the floor, it's just dull. He may be the streetwise Marvin Gaye in training, hitting every sultry note with his devilishly smooth voice on cue, but it looks like he missed his lessons on crowd control. His best attempt to communicate beyond the first few rows is merely a rapid run around the first section during the middle of song, and even then only a few bother to stand up and take notice of the commotion.
It's not until the mandated recorded announcement that mid-song, comes on to end the show before the band have finished yet another extended jam, that anyone seems moved enough to care. The first version of Voodoo certainly shined, but tonight, even though it's summer, it's a reminder that sometimes, it's best to do your dirty work in a more private setting, indoors.
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