There was a time when it wasn’t hard for a budding young rock snob to dislike Sting.
With his solo debut in 1985,seemingly overnight he’d somehow gone from being one of the most enigmatic frontmen around (despite being merely the third-coolest member of his band,mercurial rock trio the Police) to some smug,tree-hugging purveyor of relatively soft rock.
Charm,showmanship and songwriting brilliance:Sting at Aware Super Theatre on February 15.Wolter Peeters
That time,it quickly transpires on this night,is long gone.
Sting has named this tour simply but instructively My Songs and,in one of the most impressive opening flexes you’re likely to see,he and his band steam into a sizzlingMessage in a Bottle,follow it with the jazzy stroll ofAn Englishman in New York,then add a cherry on top with the calypso pop rush ofEvery Little Thing She Does Is Magic.
There are two Police songs in there,you might note,but such are Sting’s charm,showmanship and consistent,almost deceptive brilliance with a tune,he doesn’t play another one from that past life for maybe 45 minutes and you don’t even notice.
Admittedly,pretty much every song played has that slick sheen that may have put you off the oft-overproduced recorded versions,but the upbeat ones are brought to life on stage with unexpected vigour and,more often than not,the downbeat ones stealthily seduce.
An Englishman with his temporary New York backdrop:Sting in Sydney.Wolter Peeters
You hear perhaps forgotten songs likeDesert Rose and wonder how and when they wormed their way into your consciousness. Or you smile at the mad time signature ofSeven Days. Even when you note thatHeavy Cloud No Rain,with its lite blues,won’t be giving Gary Clark jnr any sleepless nights,along comes a powerhouse cameo from a backing singer to end it on a high.
Which brings us to the band,all of whom are given,and take,their chance to shine,with everything from the many spine-tingling clipped guitar licks to a series of warm harmonica cameos.
And there at the front,his fingers and thumbs dancing up and down his bass,looking impossibly good for a 71-year-old,working the crowd with evident delight,and still singing more distinctively and impressively than many an established artist half his age,is Sting.
There’s much more – the stories that explain the genesis ofIf It’s Love andFields of Gold;So Lonely,so great when it races away,so sweet when it morphs intoNo Woman No Cry;the inevitably gorgeousEvery Breath You Take – but among the most winning moves is that he doesn’t mess around when it’s time for the encore,returning to the stage in seconds and launching almost as quickly intoRoxanne.
By the time he dedicatesFragile to the people of Ukraine,the Russian protesters and the women of Iran,it’s hard to imagine liking Sting much more.
Sting has a second show at Aware Super Theatre in Sydney on February 16,and then plays at Bimbadgen Winery,Hunter Valley,on February 18. He will play at Rod Laver Arena,Melbourne,on February 23.
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