No Depression‘s Holly Gleason has a rather poetic review of Jackson Browne’s show at Cleveland.
And that is the gift of music: it dissolves the here and allows the long ago to shimmer as if it were right now. During a shimmering “Rock Me On The Water,” an entire audience became 20-something, swaying to lyric “and the sisters of the sun are gonna rock me… on the water… and I’ll get down to the sea somehow.”
But what emerges isn’t mere nostalgia. Yes, the hits and best-loved album tracks live with a sense of the moment when they were discovered, but much of the evening’s canon was as resonant now as when it was created.
Read the entire review here.
The Troubadour Tribune 