Monday, August 3

Beatlemania comes back to Indy
Classical Mystery Tour is a must-see for any Beatles fans
Concert Review

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Classical Mystery Tour
Beatlemania happened far before I came along, but you’ll still find plenty of Beatles songs on my iPod.

That’s why I jumped at the chance to see Classical Mystery Tour at a preview performance at the Hilbert Circle Theatre before they headed north for two shows at Symphony on the Prairie.

Tom Teeley (George Harrison), Tony Kishman (Paul McCartney), Chris Camilleri (Ringo Starr) and Jim Owen (John Lennon) comprise Classical Mystery Tour and pull off their sound-a-like and look-a-like act with precision. Combine clothing and hairstyles, and each member bears an uncanny resemblance to his Beatle counterpart.

Classical Mystery Tour
Wearing Ed Sullivan Show-type suits (black with white shirts and skinny ties), CMT warmed up the crowd with “I Want to Hold Your Hand” and “A Hard Day’s Night.”

They changed into Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band regalia –– complete with mustaches and a longer-haired Lennon wig for Owen –– to perform “Yellow Submarine,” “Got To Get You Into My Life,” “I Am the Walrus” and “Here Comes the Sun,” to name a few.

My favorites were “Yesterday,” a Kishman solo, and “Imagine,” a beautiful performance by Owen made even better by the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra’s accompaniment.

My only complaint? I would have loved to have heard “Twist and Shout.”

Classical Mystery Tour
Although many audience members were old enough to have experienced Beatlemania, there were plenty of youngsters (even younger than me!) in attendance as well, a true testament to the lasting sound and widespread appeal of the Beatles –– and of Classical Mystery Tour.

This is my second time seeing the band perform, and I hope it won’t be the last. I think they’re a must-see.

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by Laura Kruty

Indianapolis State of Mind
ISO plays the music of Billy Joel
Concert Review

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Michael Cavanaugh
Michael Cavanaugh
Conner Prairie was more packed than I had ever seen it. Dinnertime picnics were drifting into the center aisles as people packed in to see the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra play the music of Billy Joel. The concert had such a large attendance that ushers ran out of programs. But for most of the crowd, programs were not needed. The songs that were played were so well known that audience members of all ages could be found mouthing the lyrics.

Michael Cavanaugh, a rising super nova in the music industry, kept the audience enthralled with his riveting performance as he belted out Billy Joel classics such as “Uptown Girl” and “River of Dreams.” His voice had an incredibly similar resemblance to his mentor, Billy Joel. In fact, Joel handpicked Cavanaugh after seeing him perform at a dueling piano bar in Las Vegas. Joel approached Cavanaugh after the concert and gave him a life-changing opportunity: to back up his bags at New York, New York Casino and move to the real New York City to perform in Joel’s Broadway musical, Movin’ Out.

ISO
I was extremely impressed by the symphony bringing in such American classics to their summer series. It helps expose the general population to a symphony in a pop culture kind of way. The music came alive with every bow stroke and percussion drum. But as much as this was an ISO concert, Cavanaugh truly stole the show.

Cavanaugh’s passion was evident in all the songs that were played, but the true indicator of his musicianship was his technical reign over the piano. This was evident when he played a non-Billy Joel piece, “Great Balls of Fire.” The audience went wild when he played the piece in true Jerry Lee Lewis style, even playing the piano with his foot! His talent was reconfirmed when he picked up an electric guitar and began accompanying himself.

The biggest disappointment of the concert was the classical piano concertos that Billy Joel wrote in 1990 when he was at Julliard. Conductor Jack Everly arranged a few pieces throughout the night, but “Waltz No. 1” was so poorly arranged that it should have been titled “Potty Break Waltz” because much of the audience left their picnic blankets to use the restroom during that song alone. What was more disturbing to me is that Billy Joel wrote the waltz specifically for the piano, yet Everly did not use the piano at all, instead transposing it to full orchestra.

The audience’s attention was regained as members returned to their lawn chairs from the restrooms as “Goodnight Saigon” began. The percussion was right on target, and ISO members played their instruments with an eerie resemblance to gunshots and bombs with every mallet pound. The powerful words of the song, “we would all go down together” could be easily felt through Cavanaugh’s voice exhibiting the pain that the song dictates over the thick sound effects of helicopters.

After the intermission, the mood was lightened by a slew of upbeat familiar Joel songs. The audience ran down the center pavement toward the stage to celebrate the music and dance. As the ISO began to play “River of Dreams,” more and more audience members danced their way to the stage that the concert began to resemble a musical itself. It was wonderful to witness the carefree dancing of young and old to such timeless Joel classics.

No Joel concert would be complete without “Piano Man.” As Cavanaugh played, the audience pulled out their lighters and cell phones and joined in unison song as they swayed to the sweet musical genius of Billy Joel.

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by Tory Flynn

The World of Neko Case
Concert Review

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Jason Lytle
Jason Lytle
Clowes Memorial Hall’s auditorium was scattered sparsely with music patrons to hear Jason Lytle’s group open for Neko Case. It was obvious the headliner was Case; however, the few people in the audience wanted to root for the underdog, the opening band.

Jason Lytle’s group appeared on stage — each holding two beers in hand. They exhibited the Seattle grunge style of un-trendy-ness somehow equals trendy. The drummer looked like Tom Hanks in Castaway — but that look sells. The clean-cut 1950’s alternative/pop group has no place in the 21st century, that is, unless they started their career through the Disney Channel.

The drummer was highly intuitive to the other players, and his rhythm was perfect like a metronome. Their music was very Grey’s Anatomy as if after each episode ABC would try to sell the record for the group. Jason’s voice was the somber singing that so many collegiate coffeehouses would pay to hear. However, it seemed that the band cared more about drinking their beers than playing their music. After every set they would each reach for their beers and take a unified swig. If only their music had been as uniformed.

Neko Case
Neko Case
After the intermission, the auditorium quickly filled up with Neko Case fans. When she appeared, they screamed — and as soon as she began singing, I knew why. Her voice was so incredibly unique that it forced the listener to enter her world. Her voice exhibited a southern sense of pain and pride, which is strange since she only spent a short amount of time in Alexandria, Va., when she was growing up.

The group gave a real show by not only speaking directly to the audience but also by combining images with her music on a large projection screen. Her band was unpretentious in appearance and treated the stage as home. Kelly, the background singer, was so comfortable that she sang in her bare feet. Case even brought her dog on stage, which sat with the background singer for one song, had an obvious case of stage fright and disappeared from the stage for the rest of the concert.

The musicianship of the group was incredibly solid — not one falter, not one flat note. It offered the audience a spectrum of instruments, some of which are very rarely used in today’s music (i.e. the banjo, zither, etc.). So frequently do groups opt out of the traditional standing bass and go for an electric one — it was nice to hear the deep baritone notes of the instrument again. Her group’s sound was one of a kind and unique to itself. After every set she would use her charming wit and keep the audience’s attention as she strapped herself into one of her arsenal of guitars. She would then belt out another tune and even used the microphone as an added feature to her voice. By slowly tilting her head away from the mic as she sang a long note it would create a decrescendo.

Her music and talent was so real, unlike the mass production of pop star cookie cutters, it made me believe in the musicianship of my generation once again. Some people have it, and some people don’t. Neko Case has it.

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by Tory Flynn


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