Sting's solo act is not so compelling in concert...
Halfway through his show, Sting launched into the Police classic 'Roxanne'. Dominic Miller did a great job emulating Andy Summers' slicing guitar riffs, but it was Sting himself who made the song less than it was. Slowed down and elongated with superfluous filler that detracted from the song's potency, 'Roxanne' became less rock than melodramatic rock opera.
At his sold-out concert Friday night at the Rosemont Theatre, there was no doubt that the dapper Englishman had his heart in the right place. And while no one would fault him for moving away from the cutting-edge music that earned him his initial fame, there also is no doubt that progress doesn't always result in something better.
There's nothing inherently wrong with the songs on his latest album, 'Sacred Love', but there's nothing particularly compelling about them, either. On CD, they sound fine, especially as pleasant background music as you go about your business. But live, the mellow, quasi-jazz numbers don't make you feel alive the way truly great songs do, regardless of their genre.
At his best, Sting can be riveting, as he proved on many of his previous tours. The promise of a great show was there when he opened the concert with 'Walking on the Moon'. Clad in natty black attire, he deftly worked his stand-up bass and showcased his distinct evocative voice. His seven-piece backup band, which included two singers, was well-rehearsed and didn't miss a beat.
But then the videos began. We saw images of ethnic dancers from Korea and Thailand. There were images of topless wood nymphs with Hula-Hoops as a backdrop throughout 'Dead Man's Rope'. And then the words like ''violate'' flashed on the oversized screen.
We get it. You're clever and worldly. But sometimes, all we want is the music.
Personally, I don't care that his music is used in commercials. So was the Beatles' 'Revolution'. The only difference is that Sting capitalized on his own success, while Michael Jackson took full advantage of the Beatles' ripe catalog. Any way you look at it, 'Desert Rose' (better known as ''that Jaguar song'') is mesmerizing and memorable.
But the same can't be said for blase duets like 'Whenever I Say Your Name', which inexplicably won him and Mary J. Blige a Grammy recently. The song is destined to become a standard on ''American Idol.'' Take that how you will.
At this point, forget about Sting's solo relevance. In the big picture, it doesn't matter. He will always be remembered for his work with the Police, and that in itself is a legacy worth remembering.
(c) Chicago Sun-Times by Jae-Ha Kim