I watched his Disney+ special from Dodgers Stadium. His singing is off, he had trouble hitting the notes. It really was his last tour because he knows his voice is declining quickly. |
Really? I saw him last year and it was an incredible performance. He sang for 2.5 hours with barely a break. Sure, he missed a couple of notes but you barely noticed because he’s such a showman. |
| New Order. Zero showmamship, no interaction wity the audience. |
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Chris Stapleton live isn't 'awful,' at all, but sitting through a live show is -exactly- like playing one of his albums at home with good speakers. There's no riffing, no commentary, no extended songs, no surprise covers, no dancing, no deviation whatsoever from the recording you have on Spotify.
The best way to describe a Chris Stapleton concert is that it sounds exactly like a quality studio recording. Which is fine, but if $200 a ticket is a stretch, and sitting in parking lot for 40 minutes waiting to exit is a drag, you can skip this experience. You've already heard it. |
I came to write Bob Dylan. This was 30 yrs ago. He was so bad and quacked like Donald Duck. If it was mumbling I could have endured. Sounding like Donald Duck? Puke!! |
| Steve Winwood. |
Reminds me of a joke: Steely Dan is only the second best band named for a dildo. The first is Dave Matthews Band. |
Someone hasn't seen Kraftwerk. |
I’ve only seen them once and thought they were great too. |
| Greenday. That dudes such a narcissist |
| Madonna. Just don't go. |
| Most of the musicians I like would probably give bad concerts. "Giving a good show, live" is a different skill set. If I was itching for a show, I'd consider some artists I don't normally listen to. |
Im going to disagree if you meant Billie Joe Armstrong. I would rate Green Day as one of my favorite concerts, very interactive with the audience, I’d see them again (saw them recently). |
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Counting Crows.
They aren’t kidding when they sing they want to be Bob Dylan. They are atrocious live with the deconstruction of the songs to the point where they are rendered unrecognizable. It’s clear August and Everything After was a triumph of producer T. Bone Burnett and not the band itself. |
Shit, I just bought very expensive tickets. |