Landslide was always going to be the song people were waiting for, and it too came with an interesting dialogue. The band responded, as they launched into another bracket of hits. The song list ebbed and flowed, some songs light and upbeat, others embedded with deep emotion.Įven when the crowd was in raptures, Maines raised the bar: "I think we can do better," she said. Yet, after many years of performing hundreds of shows, Maines in particular gave the impression she was enjoying it as much as she had her first. The Dixie Chicks are a band comfortable in their own skin, highly professional, polished and oozing class. At the top of the show, she promised they would "attempt to entertain". But here I was, being unfaithful, enjoying country – maybe as much, if not more than anything else I'd seen. Since childhood, I'd been happily married – to rock 'n' roll with a sprinkling of pop on the side. Such was the polished brilliance that I was questioning my own musicality. Graphics on the big screen behind the performers were modern, but so much of it was good old-fashioned fun – to songs like Landslide, Travelling Soldier and Wide Open Spaces a singalong, and to Good Bye Earl a ho-down. Wandering through about 20 years of hits that won them 13 Grammies, and sold them 27 million albums, it was a show of contrasts. The audience clapped in unison, danced uncontrollably, and hollered for more when it was almost over. A highlight was her mesmerising rendition of Sinead O'Connor's Nothing Compares To You, sung as a tribute to the man who wrote it, Prince.įor two hours, the "chicks" didn't miss a beat. Maines and sisters Martie Maguire and Emily Robison had the audience in the palm of their hand from the first song, The Long Way Around.Ĭarrying white instruments – Maguire her trademark violin, Maines a guitar, and Robison a banjo – they leapt from genre to genre, country to mainstream pop, to bluegrass and a version of Daddy Lessons, a collaboration the band did with Beyonce. Personally, I never thought it lost its greatness, but apparently it has to be great again." "He (flat Ronnie, standing on stage during the second half of the show) makes us feel good – keeps an eye on things, kind of like our own Donald Trump," she told a sell-out crowd on Saturday night. For almost two hours, the Dixie Chicks didn't miss a beat, writes Simon Holt.
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