The experience of attending a Brian Wilson concert is difficult thing to describe. I had the good fortune to see him perform with the original Beach Boy lineup (less drummer Dennis Wilson who passed away in 1983) at the Winnipeg Arena and was knocked out from the opening bars of “California Girls” to the end of the show.
Wilson’s solo show, though laden with many Beach Boy hits, is a very different experience from the days when the Wilson brothers, Mike Love, and Al Jardine reigned the pop charts, yet it is an intriguing experience nonetheless.
Wilson, the musical genius responsible for some of the most beloved pop music hits of the last century is front row center in his solo show, a place that the “California Girls” hitmaker does not find altogether comfortable, having relied on Love, brother Carl, and Al Jardine to handle fronting back in the Beach Boys days.
Brian was the “behind the scenes” mastermind, the guy that wrote, produced and arranged the vast majority of their hits.
Brian’s struggle with drugs and mental illness are well known, so Winnipeg fans were prepared to cut him slack, which they demonstrated right off the hop, giving the legendary singer-songwriter a standing ovation as he sauntered onstage promptly at 7:30pm – just for showing up.
Brian welcomed the crowd, and gave a brief, but lucid explanation about how his latest release “Brian Wilson Reimagines Gershwin” came about, and explained the band would play all 14 tracks from the album, take a break, and then return with a Beach Boys set at which the crowd roared its approval.
The Gershwin set was a bit of hit and miss affair as far as the arrangements. Brian’s 9 piece band, supplemented by a Winnipeg string section were all solid players, and the vocal harmonies, arranged by Wilson, were superb.
Brian struggled a bit vocally at the beginning of the show, but improved substantially as the night went along. He sat behind the piano (a la Bob Dylan), often not playing, alternatively gesticulating playfully with his hands, but then would drop his hands to his side motionless, and stare off into space awaiting his vocal cues, almost as if he was unaware that a theatre packed with fans had their eyes on him.
Wilson came closest to the mark with his renditions of “Summertime” and “They Can’t Take That Away From Me.”
A sound glitch towards the end of the set almost derailed the band, but the set was saved by the band and fans using the opportunity to sing Brian “Happy Birthday” (technically Brian’s birthday was 2 days previous, but better late than never).
After a quick break, the band returned and launched into a set of Beach Boys tunes, kicking of with the beat heavy, harmony-laced “Do It Again” much to the crowds delight.
Brian dug deep into his back catalogue, playing early tracks such the vocally lush ballad “Surfer Girl,” (the first song he ever wrote), a good cross section from the Beach Boys’ hugely influential 1966 album “Pet Sound” and even pulled out “Sail on Sailor” from the Beach Boys’ relatively obscure 1973 album “Holland” album, well handled vocally by keyboardist Darian Sahanaja.
Although Wilson’s voice was much stronger in the 2nd set, and he handled the majority of the songs vocally himself, some lead vocals were taken over by other bandmembers, most notably guitarist Jeffrey Foskett who did an excellent job of “Then I Kissed Her” and “Don’t Worry Baby.”
Brian received a huge standing ovation for a song he described as “the best song I ever wrote,” the Pet Sounds’ classic “God Only Knows.”
He wrapped up the 2nd set with the Beach Boys 1966 smash “Good Vibrations,” but came back for an lengthy encore consisting of “Johnny B Good,” “Help Me Rhonda,” “Barbara Ann,” (for which Brian strapped on the bass guitar, much to the delight of the crowd), Surfin’ USA” and “Fun Fun Fun,” which had the entire audience on their start to finish.
Wilson showed his appreciation by returning and playing a 2nd encore, the haunting “All Summer Long.”
Gershwin and The Beach Boys were a strange mix, but hey….. all geniuses are bit eccentric, and Brian Wilson wouldn’t be Brian Wilson without his quirks.
As for me, I’ll be driving with my sunroof open, listening to plenty of Wilson penned songs all summer long. Keep on rockin’ Brian.