Lenny Kravitz’s band is no letdown in the cool department.
The crew’s lone lady sports a shaved head and taps her shoeless feet while shredding her guitar. The horn section follows suit. One member rocks well tailored, yet unkempt dreads. Another, like his lead man, has a mini ‘fro. While the second guitarist resembles Sideshow Bob—but in a “I’d hang out with him” way. All look like if weapons replaced their instruments, they’d be equally capable of defending our planet from the end of days.
Kravitz is captain, of course. And last night at New York City’s Terminal 5, he and company tore it down. The twenty-year veteran dropped his ninth album, Black and White America, Tuesday and he was the evening’s headliner of the Samsung AT&T Summer Krush concert.
Ever the sex symbol, he made ladies squeal upon his arrival. In sunglasses, a fitted black shirt, leather pants, and boots, Kravitz wasted no time getting to his classics. Watch him perform “American Woman” after the jump:
His slick, raspy voice was stellar, crawling into falsetto with ease on cuts like “It Ain’t Over Til It’s Over,” then dipping into rock roars and screeches for “Are You Gonna Go My Way.” Lenny’s a gracious one as well. Each band member got a solo look. The tromboner stretched his horn out for an superb showing. As did the drummer, who beat that poor set up like it owed him rent money.
But the night was always Kravitz’s. Even when he wasn’t singing, hearing him play his guitar, watching him bang the tambourine and even seeing him hop into the crowd to walk amongst the screamers was a joy.
The encore featured the title cut from his 1989 debut album Let Love Rule, which got this writer tangled up in a storm of affection as a fellow fan (also, a stranger) wrapped their arm around me and demanded we sing together. I did. To say the least, it was a glorious occurrence.
Aside from my personal account, nothing monumental happened last night. That’s okay. What Kravitz did at Terminal 5 is what he likely does on the nightly basis, which means plenty. His show was an exercise in excellence. The man hasn’t lost a step, and gazing across the sold-out venue, not one fan either.
EW’s review of Kravitz’s Black and White America
Lenny Kravitz: What’s on My iPod — an EW Q&A