When I’m 63 I want to be like Bonnie Raitt.
Seriously this woman can move, she’s funny, you know she’s in charge, and by golly gosh she can sing. The crowd for her show was always going to be a mature one, so I did go with some expectations. What I wasn’t expecting was to watch in amazement as the whole TSB Bank Arena was dancing!
Everyone was swaying, shoulders and heads moving, feet and legs tapping away as she memorised the audience. I was one of them! The whole stand shook for over an hour as people were moving in their seats and in the isles. It was so lovely to see everyone smiling so big that you could see all their teeth (well, the ones they had left).
Bonnie was faultless, performing a brilliant collection of songs largely written by her ‘friends’ (friends like Bob Dylan and Gerry Rafferty). I loved how she was continually acknowledging her band and her musical friends. It was nice to see that even with all her fame, she is still so humble.
Besides the music, her show was almost something for the comedy festival. I found myself laughing loudly at her stories. She had everyone in stitches with her tales about the joys of getting older, getting in trouble, her love for wood (guitars) and the fun of hot flushes with menopause. What really made me laugh was when she said if she lost her hair and only had three hairs left on her head, two would be red and one would be white. But it’s her token hair that makes her so recognisable and it definitely was flicking around lots during the show. Not a grey one in sight.
You could tell that the band were old friends and their experience showed. Her song Let’s Give Them Something To Talk About really was exceptional. She aced it actually - she and her band aced everything. On the way out I heard an older couple say to each other “I feel young again.” That’s what Bonnie’s enthusiasm on stage does to people. I’m definitely a new fan of hers.