There are a few artists whose music provides a soundtrack to one's life. As a boomer, The Beatles top my list. As a keyboard player there were only two artists whose music provided the inspiration for me to rock out and believe that I didn't have to wield a guitar to prove my post-adolescent worth as a musician. And those two artists, needless to say, were Elton John (who I chase down Braodway following an early appearance on the Dick Cavett show) and Billy Joel.
I first saw Joel in the early 1970s in Buffalo New York as an undergraduate. For some reason, the Piano Man album was getting early, heavy air play in Buffalo, and Joel broke big there. I mean really big. He was grabbed to open for Jesse Colin Young of The Youngbloods (Get Together). Joel put on an explosive set, and the audience wouldn't let him off of the stage. Finally someone off of stage right pulled the plug on him. Literally. Amps and sound went off. Joel stormed off the stage, some yelling ensued, the lights on the amps went back on, the audience roared its approval, and Joel uttered his infamous end-of-concert admonishment not to take any, uh, stuff, from anybody. (Words that close this Shea set as well.)
It seems both silly and unnecessary to comment on the musical value of any of Billy Joel at this point in time. However, a few things need to be said. A skilled pianist, a gifted tunesmith, and a profoundly bipolar personality, Joel has had more than his share of hits from rock critics who have decried his music as being unoriginal, uninspired, or at worst, derived from the work and styles of other artists. What is they often fail to mention, is that Joel (who freely acknowledges his debt to other artists) forged his own unique style of American music. And then some. Where do songs like Zanzibar (best Steely Dan song never written by Steely Dan) fit in? Vienna? This Is The Time?
Why did Sinatra sing Just The Way You Are? And Mel Torme and Tony Bennett sing New York State Of Mind? And Twyla Tharp staging/choreographing Joel's music - how can there be any question about this man's contribution to American popular music? There isn't. It's case closed. Slate article be damned. Billy Joel is American music. A cloaked-in-rock amalgam of Irving Berlin, Richard Rogers, Carole King/Gerry Goffen, Brian Wilson, and Aaron Copland. Copland? Yes - those instrumental breaks in Billy The Kid - Copland by way of Elmer Bernstein's score for The Magnificent Seven. Billy Joel is nothing less then the last of the great American Tin-Pan-Alley songwriters. His songs are the fabric of American music and American life, more specifically the fabric of an American Life on Long Island. The songs are rock solid in construction, singable, and memorable. In other words they are written in the popular style. The critics hate him for it. But the people love him him for it.
But just in case you need further convincing - this remarkable DVD and CD set should end all further questioning. First, I strongly suggest, no I urge you to purchase another DVD - one that should have been included in this set - Last Play At Shea - in order to set the stage
The Last Play at Shea This remarkable documentary creates an over-arching framework to understand Joel, his music, and the grand old stadium that was Shea. It's not a New York State Of Mind - it's a Long Island State Of Mind. This extraordinarily entertaining DVD places it all in historical context, and helps you appreciate what you are about to see and hear in this DVD/CD set. And what you're about to see is - in the best sense of the word - historic.
The selection of songs is broad and eclectic but ultimate, it's the hits. But there is no Just The Way You Are, No Uptown Girl (not, as we find out in Last Play At Shea due to anger at Christie Brinkley, but simply due to age - Joel can't go falsetto any more). Instead we open with a ferocious Angry Young Man, an out-Stelly Dan'd Zanzibar, a positively enthralling New York State Of Mind (with the jaw-droppingly, ageless, powerfully musical Tony Bennett who seems to be having the time of his life) and it goes on and on and on....all in state of the art widescreen and well-mixed 5.1 Dolby. (You may get more mileage from a cheap pair of speakers, but you need at least 5.1 good ones - cranked up - to hear the magnificent mix of this recording!)
Joel is in fine voice throughout the lengthy set. He's workin' his mojo hard - sweating profusely. The guest artists come and go (in the special features section of the DVD Steve Tyler, Roger Daltry, and John Mellencamp - each of whom, especially Tyler, seems to be in his own world.....) a testimonial to the respect that Joel engenders as a songwriter and musician as well as his extraordinary grace and generosity in sharing this historic moment on stage with other artists - artists who are clearly having great fun singing with Joel and his large, hot band at Shea.
And then of course there is Paul McCartney. Again, you simply have to see Last Play At Shea to get the amazing back story on McCartney's miraculous appearance at the concert (clearing airspace at the airport, helicopters and police escorts getting him to Shea, finally being driven on to the playing field in the nick of time by the same gentleman who drove The Beatles out on the field for their historic 1965 concert at Shea...amazing!) And the roar when the tired McCartney takes the stage has to be heard to be believed ("OMG - he's really here" says a woman in the Last Play DVD) And when he closes the concert with Let It Be, Joel just lays on top of his grand piano, watching and listening, taking it all in. The Beatles were the first concert at Shea, and Joel, a life long Beatles fan, lets McCartney close the show to achieve a perfect symmetry.
Billy Joel, as he coyly says, hasn't released a new album in "fifteen frickin years", yet 100,000 tickets were sold for these two shows in a total of about 90 minutes. There is a reason for that ladies and gentlemen. As Joel acknowledges, it was not rocker looks. It was not the marriages. It was not the insecurities, and the resultant escapades that do not need enumeration once again in this review. (You can Google Elton John's recent expression of concern for his erstwhile touring partner). No - the reason those tickets sold was the music. Only the music.
This set captures some of the best of that music. The strength and accuracy of Joel's voice belies the years, his relative inactivity, and his personal escapades. It is strong and with amazing depth and resonance. (Although, applying along with the CD, it did seem like a few songs had been transposed down a little bit to allow for age). The rockers really rock. The gentle ballades (Always A Woman, This Is The Time) don't fare quite as well and his voice wobbles a bit (it is, after all, Shea Stadium) and Joel - let's face it - is no longer the young man he was. But when the crowd joins in the bridge, you'll find yourself doing the same. And when some of New York's finest join Joel for the chorus of Goodnight Saigon ("...and we will all go down together...") in front of the eerily green backlighting reminiscent of the twin towers - well, it's hard not to choke up.
As I started this review in saying - this is the soundtrack to our lives. ("Are you going to marry him?" Joel says in response to a fan's sign "Congatulations (wait a beat) Get a prenup!") We're all Brenda and Eddie - aren't we? We're raising our own Brendas and Eddies - and chances are that THEY know these songs as well because they've grown up listening to us play them on CDs. Or vinyl.
Do yourself a favor - this is a joyous set of discs. That's the only way to describe it - joyous and celebratory. The camera work on stage, in the stadium, and over the stadium, is some of the finest I have seen in any concert film. The sound, through a fine sound system, is spectacular. The times seem to be so difficult now. The economy is tanking (again), gas is heading skyward (again), and the Middle East is heating up. We Didn't Start The Fire. Or did we? We need some joy and happiness - through the DVD in your projector and watch it on widescreen. This show will bring 2+ hours of joy into your life. Then you can load the CDs onto your iPod and listen to them over and over (as you have in other incarnations during the past 3+ decades) as you drive down the highway.
Billy, we're all in the mood for a melody - and you've got us feelin' all right. (And listen to Elton: get your butt into gear and write some new tunes!)
Buy this set. It will be the best $15 bucks you will have spent this year. Hell - it's worth twice as much. At this price it's a no brainer.
UPDATE 4/1/11 - Some folks have commented on Joel's recorded performance not being his best. Others have accused me of getting this set for free through the Amaozn's Vine program (for the record, I didn't. I pre-ordered it and purchased it myself). To the critics: look at the title of this review, and its broad content. As a DVD, I stand by my rating of the performance. It is both powerful and moving, I also stand by the central thesis of the review which addresses Joel's place in the pantheon of rock composers/performers. I agree that the 12 Gardens contains (essentially) the same set list, and more adventurous performances of the material. I state it again: Agreed. But that does not detract from my argument that this is a powerful summation of an amazing performers career, with this culminating performance at the age of 60. It is precisely this type of carping about the ups and downs of Joel's life - both on and off the stage - that has lead Joel to make the unfortunate decision to cancel the pending publication of his autobiography in June.
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