Mr. Pure energy!! defines the meaning of “compleat” in performing.
*sigh* still hung over from the incredible thrill of watching Gary V in Boston at the John Hancock Hall.
husband and i agreed long time ago, that we’d go to watch only two Filipino performers and make the trek to a venue within reasonable driving distance up to 250 miles. New York, New Jersey, Foxwoods, sure no problem!, if it means catching Gary Valenciano or Regine Velasquez.
how about a 6 mile drive into town?
it was a raucous, noisy event full of women of a certain age, some of whom were able to drag their husbands and partners, excluding me! husband went willingly because he’s a fan. i asked him ten times if he’d be willing to give up watching a Red Sox game, playoff, World Series! and he said yes without hesitation.
i think it’s true love.
Gary V poured his energy, gift, talent, and heart into the show. he sang both old and new hits, with a hefty dose of yahweh/messiah/praise the lord kind of music. it was a compact traveling troupe, no dancers, just gary and a 5-man band with two back-up singers, but it sure was a polished, well-oiled, professional presentation.
i loved his enthralling rendition of “sana maulit muli,” just him and his electric keyboard. kilabot (goosebumps!) and kilig (thrill) rendition. he acknowledged the influence of Al Jarreau, in his awesome cover of “Spain” but with choreography. he also performed a multilingual version of “anak” by Freddie Aguilar, to highlight his work with Unicef.
he’s been at the business 24 years, he’s a type 1 diabetic (he revealed he wears an insulin pump 24 hours a day), and yet his agility and well, energy is really the best word, belie the 43 years he confessed to.
and i totally abandoned husband at the top balcony seats we had (which was really perfect for viewing–John Hancock Hall seats 1100 in an oddly cozy setting) when Gary went down close to the audience to shake hands. he sang “kailangan kita” like he was singing it especially for each and every one in the house (his wife was in the front row seat keeping watch).
i was so close…(“ang guwapooooooo!” shrieked every female around me) that i could see how lean and muscular he is.
he danced like he had no bones, just all sinewy rubbery limbs, and at times it was almost balletic dancing.
in a nod to his Puerto Rican side (his mom’s) he sang Spanish songs and performed with her sort of, singing along to a projection screen image with his baby pictures and 8-mm film footage of his childhood.
his daughter Kiana was also “there” on screen.
GO SEE GARY V! Sunday he’s performing in Missouri, and then later on in Pachanga and Cache Creek, California. more info from Gary V’s official site.
i don’t know why he is not known in Western showbiz when he’s THAT AWESOME.
*starstruck groupie* :grandma: