Pleased with himself, sure, but Luis Miguel had a lot of material to get through at the Broomfield Event Center on Thursday. Photos and text by Julio Enriquez.
Some people believe that montages are passé. Maybe they didn’t talk to the A.V. crew for Luis Miguel. In what could have been the cheesiest moves I have ever seen (I’m currently gagging myself with a spoon), the beginning intro to Luis Mi-Rey — his alias across Mexico which translates to Luis My King — had an entire five minute montage dedicated to himself and his 27 years of music.
After several eye rolls, El Sol de Mexico (the Sun of Mexico) appeared on stage with his Armani-esque tailored suit and perfectly tousled hair. The omnipresent swagger that Luis Miguel exudes is off the charts. His confidence and his ability to own the stage was evident while he crooned to a predominantly female crowd that screeched like teenage girls at a Jonas Brothers concert.
The stage provided an appopriate backdrop to the spectacle, the generous lighting working with the Latin Frank Sinatra all evening. Thursday night’s set began with “Suave,” immediately throwing the already frenzied crowd into a riot. As the evening progressed, I noticed some songs got a proper ending whereas others were used in medley, a la the Super Bowl Halftime show.
These sped-up segments didn’t work as well because they were the kind of antics you would expect from an aging Vegas act playing the Stardust with Wayne Newton. If the song wasn’t part of a medley, the tune would end prematurely, leaving the fan yearning for some more. Who wants Luis Miguel to sing “No Se Tu” only to have bleed into a horribly-mixed “El Dia Que Me Quieras”?
In defense of Luis Mi-Rey, my wife did point out that he has been performing for 27 years and has a lot of material. In order to pacify the masses, he had to perform in such a manner that would allow for him to perform as many hits as possible in a short amount of time –maximizing the span of his extensive catalog. Call me old-fashioned, but I prefer quality over quanitity, any old time.
Reverb writer and photographer Julio Enriquez edts the Cause=Time blog.