Paul Simon, Sting blend in a stirring celebration...
They are not the most obvious tour mates, a decade separating them in age and an even wider gulf in genre dividing their respective catalogs. None of that was lost on Paul Simon and Sting when they came to TD Garden Monday night. If anything, their differences were a badge of honor, proof that good music and excellent musicians playing it transcend boundaries.
"Welcome to our merging of two bands, two different repertoires, and two different singers who sound pretty good, actually," Simon said early in the evening, with an arch of his eyebrow that suggested that even he was a little surprised by their chemistry.
If Simon and Sting share anything, it is the fact that they have given pop music some of its most infectious hits, which rang out in thunderous unison at the Garden.
Sting hit his stride with a far-reaching set, dipping into his discography with the Police ("Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic," "Message in a Bottle," "Roxanne") and his solo work ("Englishman in New York," "Desert Rose").
They opened the show together, flanked on either side by their bands, and steamrolled through three songs: "Brand New Day," "The Boy in the Bubble," and "Fields of Gold," swapping verses and rarely letting the seams show. Sting then did a block of songs solo, followed by Simon doing the same, and so on for two hours and 40 minutes.
Simon, who released his first album with Art Garfunkel in the early 1960s, when Sting was a teenager growing up in England, was exalted as the evening's statesman of songwriting. "He simply has no peer," Sting said before paying his respects with a cover of Simon's "America."
Simon, who is 72, which is notable purely because the guy is singing better than ever, was in incredible form, particularly on a deeply emotive rendition of "Still Crazy After All These Years." His last set of songs was blazing, from the rhythmic chug of "That Was Your Mother" to the dusky tenderness of "Hearts and Bones." A hushed intro for "Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes" gave way to sparkling Afropop guitar lines, trailed by another block-party anthem, "You Can Call Me Al."
A three-song encore was a sly mix of crowd favorites: "Bridge Over Troubled Water" (with Sting's voice soaring beautifully into the stratosphere), "Every Breath You Take," and "Late in the Evening." Simon and Sting huddled with acoustic guitars for a parting encore of "When Will I Be Loved," a tribute to Phil Everly, who died in January.
Their final bow was a deep one and a reminder that they had mastered that merging that Simon had mentioned earlier. And, yes, they sounded pretty good, no "actually" needed.
(c) The Boston Globe by James Reed
Rock legends Sting and Paul Simon play in perfect harmony...
Half a minute into last night's packed Sting/Paul Simon show at the TD Garden, they tapped into the sublime.
Simon gave Sting a little, "Well, well, this could be a hoot" nod. Sting flashed - Simon a, "Oh, hell, yeah" smile.
From the get-go - Sting's "Brand New Day" - the two engaged in a playful one-upmanship and deep mutual admiration.
Sting leaned into the brilliant melody of "Boy in the Bubble"; Simon committed with equal intensity to his vocals on "Fields of Gold."
They had fun with the pairing. Commenting on the two bands, two repertoires, two men becoming closer as the tour went on, Simon quipped he thought by the end of the run, he'd "be able to have sex for days," riffing on Sting's self-professed Tantric following.
I don't know if his Tantric skills will be that advanced, but he'll certainly be in shape for a summer solo tour (please).
Simon sounds awesome. Yes, he got tongue-tied halfway through "50 Ways to Leave Your Lover." That's fine. He's 72 and has pipes to impress for an hour and the best band in the land: In a Sting crowd, "Call Me Al" topped every Police smash.
He did plenty of hits, and was right too - Simon's greatest hits are the greatest hits of the last half century. But he also dug through his catalog for nuggets "Heart & Bones," "Dazzling Blue" and "That Was Your Mother."
Sadly, Sting insists on trying to sell songs nobody wants to buy (see: "I Hung My Head," "The Hounds of Winter"). But he made up for his set list deficits with swinging, rollicking versions of "Englishman in New York" and "Driven to Tears."
He also paid Simon a kind debt covering his material - Sting rightly said of his stagemate, "as a writer of literary songs... there is no peer." His touching solo reading of "America" honored the song and songwriter.
Rock stars have huge egos. We know this, but it's worth mentioning again after last night's impressive collaboration.
The men, and their ace bands, had the wisdom to subjugate their egos and let the music shine.
They closed with two voices, two guitars - and one microphone - and the Everly Brothers' "When Will I Be Loved" - a song more sublime than maybe anything either Sting or Simon has penned.
(c) The Boston Herald by Jed Gottlieb