
BB donned her favourite cowboy shirt, and muddied up her boots on Friday night before heading to Burswood Dome to see the biggest-selling female band in the world, the Dixie Chicks. I was, as Big Kev was known to say, excited. I was expecting big things. So much hype surrounds this band - they are outspoken, they are thought-provoking, they have a message, they have a documentary about to be released for goodness sake! I was prepared to be amazed. And I was. Martie McGuire and Emily Robison would easily be two of the most talented musicians I have ever seen. Their energy, charisma, enthusiasm and appreciation for the crowd was evident from the get-go. When they played musical solo’s, or just when they jammed with the band, the place absolutely rocked. The celtic overtones of Martie’s fiddle resonated throughout the Dome, you felt it in every cell. Emily was understated, but very engaging, encouraging the crowd with her easy smile and a natural warmth. When the girls played ‘So Hard’, a haunting track about the difficult road to motherhood via infertility, you couldn’t help but feel their pain. Similarly, there was nary a dry eye in the house when they sang the truly beautiful and harmonious ‘Lullaby’. These beautiful songs were nicely balanced with those rocking great songs ranging from ‘Goodbye Earl’ to ‘Wide-Open Spaces’. ‘Not Ready to Make Nice’ had the crowd on their feet, and ‘Landslide’ brought the house down.
And yet, I left the concert feeling, somehow, that I hadn’t been given their best effort. Looking back, I think I felt that lead singer Natalie Maines had forgotten that even though the Dixie Chicks have an enormous fan base and huge sell-out tours in America, not to mention more publicity than they have been comfortable with over the past 3 years, they had never played to Australian audiences before. She has forgotten how to work and win a crowd. It felt like she was ‘phoning it in’ to be honest. Her banter was hardly on the controversial, biting or even witty side. To be honest, it was quite boring. When the audience tried to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ to her (her birthday was the following day) she was bordering on rude in her reaction to it. And as neither Emily or Martie spoke at all, that was the only impression we were left with. After the encore, Maines bolted off stage, whilst Robison and McGuire stayed on and thanked the crowd, acknowledging them and giving a bit back.
Perhaps it was just a bad day, or the effect of a gruelling tour schedule. The music certainly rocked. Their message, their passion and their craft is superbly displayed in their lyrics and musicianship. I am looking forward to the next concert, with bells on. But maybe they could just shut-up and sing…