With the stage awashed in hues of purple, red, blue and green, Chan Marshall, aka Cat Power, seductively mesmerized the crowd with not only her beauty, but with her awe inspiring voice as well.
Backed by the Memphis Rhythm Band, Cat Power swayed across the stage, back and forth with no sense of urgency. Playfully coy with the crowd and well at ease, she crooned the night away to her latest covers record, Jukebox. No longer the so-called "unpolished" live act who had no rhyme or reason to her performance, Cat Power was subtle, brilliant, and appreciative.
Saying very little throughout the set, the show was focused on the music. And with the soul and heart that Cat Power emotes, in addition to the proficiency and adaptive nature of the Memphis Rhythm Band, no other thing was needed. With a chilling rendition of "Metal Heart," I was whisked away from the confines of the 9:30, only experiencing contentment that I have not felt in a while. And the buildup of "Lord, Help the Poor and Needy," slowly evoking memories of riding with my mother as she would listen to her gospel tapes from the car stereo, rising up to the potency of many of the "punk" bands I listen to, I was floored at where she started, and where the song took her.
On and on this went throughout the night until it could go on no more. Cat Power simply sang one great song, passed a bouquet of flowers to the front of the audience, was gracious in voice and smile, and walked off the stage seemingly happy. I left the venue, retrospective, glad, and forever in debt to Cat Power and what she gave me that night...simply a wonderful evening of heart, soul, grace, and beauty.
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