Live: The Beach Boys Bring The (Mostly) Good Vibrations To The Beacon

The Beach Boys
Beacon Theater
Wednesday, May 9

Better than: You were almost definitely expecting.

Yes, John Stamos introduced them. And, yeah, they filed onstage, called out one by one by their bandleader in true showbiz style while the backing musicians—twice as many as original members—struck up a tasty groove. But then, there they are, the Beach Boys. "For fifty generations they are still going strong," Stamos says during the intro, a tongue slip, but it makes more sense with the sight of Brian Wilson, Mike Love, Al Jardine, and Bruce Johnston. All around 70, theirs are faces that seem to have occupied vast tracts of time—'60s sunshine, '70s implosion, '80s chintz, '90s wilderness730151;and somehow survived into the second decade of the 21st century to arrive at the Beacon Theater for two shows this week. To point out that they are grandparents many times over is besides the point, which is that they're the Beach Boys.

And no matter that it's sometimes hard to tell where the harmonies are really coming from, or that the accounting of "original members" remains kind of suspect, or even that Brian Wilson just kind of sits there behind a white miniature grand piano and doesn't do much at first, that the band members instruments are mostly props, and probably a few other things. The fact of the matter is that it all instantly sounds absolutely fantastic as the band buzzes into the already-nostalgic-by-1968 Love-penned "Do It Again," "Catch A Wave," and a medley of surf songs, as they get to work celebrating their 50th anniversary.

In VH1 specials, YouTube reruns, retrospective DVDs, and everywhere else, Mike Love's stage moves are beyond gaudy. Whatever the era, he remains stuck there to ham it up in permanent loop. And, watching Love work live from the floor of the Beacon, everything about his presence remains awkwardly hilarious. But every overly literal pantomimed gesture reveals something that becomes more amazing over the band's two-hour two-set show. Love and Jardine hit the stage with a torrent of finger-guns and grins, doing their active best to keep the crowd on its feet. It is their first proper tour with Brian Wilson in nearly 30 years, but Love, Jardine, and Johnston have never really left the road, most lately circuiting an endless string of theaters, state fairs, casinos, and anywhere that will have them under a variety of Beach-related band names-cum-legal dodges. It is quickly obvious that they are working the room and hard. In fact, the crowd is well illuminated, the better for them to make direct eye contact with as many people as possible. It is also quickly obvious that they are really, authentically enjoying themselves, banal stage patter and all.

Just as the novelty of this starts to wear off, Brian Wilson comes to life. He gets his first solo vocal during "Surfer Girl," sounding as disconnected as billed. But it is one of the few moments of the show where the Beach Boys sing mostly unaided. And, then, during "Please Let Me Wonder"—a bit of proto-Pet Sounds melancholy from 1965's Today! and an inspired song choice—he is suddenly and unmistakably present. He remains fully connected through the following "You're So Good To Me," not quite hitting the highest notes, but fully inhabiting the song and the moment. For the rest of the show, Wilson disappears into frequent moments of seeming solitude on his piano bench, but just as often comes back, sounding as beautiful and fragile as one could possibly hope.

But as Wilson fades into the background, Love and Jardine's shticks somehow transform into something almost completely endearing, finger-gunning at cousin Brian as often as possible between songs and giving him constant praise. "Brian did this amazing vocal arrangement, check it out," Love says before their version of "Why Do Fools Fall In Love." "They're really looking out for him," at least two women are overheard remarking in some variation to their boyfriends during intermission, and none of the praise seems too fulsome. Meanwhile, Love and Jardine never stop with the eye contact. To wit: a good party trick to know if you ever find yourself at a Beach Boys show is that no matter how many times you point finger-guns at Mike Love, he will finger-gun right back at you and wiggle his ring-bejeweled digits happily and make warm, smiling eye contact and you might feel that Mike Love really cares about you and wouldn't be bothered in the slightest if you thought he was silly. Jardine takes a camera from a woman in the front row and semi-carefully takes a series of shots while singing "Help Me, Rhonda." Throughout the night, they create a complete and unexpected intimacy that never gets old. At one point, a fan holds up a sign and Jardine is so engrossed trying to read it that he misses his guitar tech's repeated signals that it's time for a new axe and has to hurry to change instruments before the next song.

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Andrea Mendes
Andrea Mendes

As a life-long fan watching the Legendary Beach Boys concert live at the Hollywood Bowl and Irvine Amphitheater, I got to experience this monumental event with other fans and they (like me) loved the performances by the Beach Boys.  On a side note, I don't care if the reviewer  did not like the legendary reunion of the Beach Boys or if he felt he was forced to be at "another" reunion. You don't like it...give the job to someone else.  All that matters is what the fans think, not what some lame-brain hack writer thinks.

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essays and articles

Brian performed amazingly well. It was a great show. Hope to get a similar event soon.

happyspappy
happyspappy

Excellent work here Jesse. Well expressed!

Maggie Clarke
Maggie Clarke

I saw the "soundcheck" for the second show and it was not a soundcheck but a rehearsal.  They rehearsed Marcella 3 or 4 times and Add Some Music to your day a similar number of times.  It was towards the end of the period that one of them suggested they gather around the piano like the Million Dollar Quartet.  I was amazed that they were able to perform them like they did (much better than at rehearsal).  It shows how well they work together and how professional all the backups are too.  

Maggie Clarke
Maggie Clarke

I get the impression that the reviewer did not like the concert.  Too bad!  I did and so did the audience.  There was plenty right with the show that he could have spent some words on, rather than reiterating about Mike's and Al's audience interactions, or Brian's woodeness.  What about the fact that this is one of the most unusual performances of any kind that you will see, not just because there are Beach Boys and they sound brilliant, but because of the diversity of instruments and percussion used to spice up most of the songs.  It was like an orchestra, but a Rock orchestra.  It's a new art form that I'd like to see more of.

Norailroad
Norailroad

The essay states: Up front with Love and Jardine is David Marks, who replaced Jardine briefly in 1962-The essay states: "1963 (though stage-parent Murry Wilson never let him near a mic on album), and who also played in the totally excellent late '60s psych outfit Moon ("She's On My Mind" would have been a great bust-out). He gets an occasional guitar solo, too."

This is reductive, inaccurate, and misleading. DM plays on each of the 5 first BB albums and sings harmony and at least one lead vocal (Summertime Blues).  You make him seem a afterthought, when, in actuality, he wrote many of the famous guitar parts that he is now dramatically shredding, such as those to 409 and Surfin' Safari.  You pay some proper heed to the band and to the historicity of the event, but I am constantly amazed, as an English professor, that too many critics can find only one "tone" to adopt in their critical prose: a snarky, wise-guy, aren't we too cool for this air of condescending, begrudging near dismissal. Since too many of you hipsters write like this, you all sound the same and, thus, not so hip, Village Voice. read the NYT piece, which comprehends poignancy better than you did. You barely tried.

BethAnn3
BethAnn3

Al Jardine has not toured with Mike Love in years, contrary to the impression left by this reviewer.  Al split off and formed his own band, Beach Boys Family and Friends, and was sued by both Mike Love and Brian Wilson for using the Beach Boys name in his band title.  It's actually as big of a deal for Al to be up there with Mike as Brian. 

Shawn
Shawn

I remember Brian performing Marcella in the second half as well, I was happily shocked they pulled that one out of the vault...

alburtise
alburtise

Thanks Ms Clarke.  I too am depressed by the snarkiness and lack of insight into what's actually going on. Along with Rebecca Brown, you get it.   http://www.thestranger.com/sea....  Attitudes like the ones you criticized got in the way of my (re-)discovery of the Beach Boys for 40 years.   

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