Billy Joel plans to play in monthly concerts at Madison Square Garden during the time that the public is interested. Follow the first year of this innovative experiment in the music industry to look at their programs through a variety of viewpoints - from critics, musicians, celebrities and fans. This month's Valerie Kellogg, editor of Newsday's house.
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As Billy Joel launched into "This is the moment" during his last show sold out, Saturday night at Madison Square Garden, I'm back in Montauk. It's the late 80s, and my boyfriend and I are putting logs on the fire in a hotel in Montauk, in the young and insecure and enjoy a time of independence at a time when we are beginning to make our way love the world.
It was hard to imagine that in the days before the concert that Joel could still be aroused by their successes, many of which have been so exaggerated that sometimes has become aural wallpaper. That's what happens when it comes to Joel - his songs are our memories, and melodies, not predictable, however, ever get old. His music has been a constant for many Long Islanders, there as the backdrop for the family van rides, barbecues, first crushes, college parties, and nights at the bar, weddings, births and funerals.
What I remember Joel conjured to the public on Saturday until 23 songs of the charts he made, I can only imagine. "Go back, Billy," I heard someone shouting for a set of his first albums, including "Cold Spring Harbor." Throughout the performance, a man and a woman in front of me looked at each other in the first chord of every song he performed as if each had some special meaning to them, sometimes pulling each other more nearby, sometimes kissing with eyes closed.
Middle-aged mothers danced wildly "Still rock and roll to me" as they filmed each other on their phones. Adult men, many adult men, contorted themselves to make just-the-boxes selfies that Joel could be captured in the background playing the piano.
While trying to approach the stage, so they had Long Island-bred Judd Apatow, the great producer, director and screenwriter who arrived with an entourage of stars for comedy. He eventually left his seat and went to the VIP section, which could be seen bopping to the music like any other in the crowd.
They swung from the ground to the ranks of nasal bleeding during "New York State of Mind," backed out loud with Joel to "O" for "She's Always a Woman," the word is narrowed during "Sometimes a Fantasy, "which got a standing ovation during" Scenes from an Italian Restaurant "and the choir sang a capella" Piano Man ".
A Huntington woman summed up what many probably felt in a crowded Penn Station after the show. "It was like the soundtrack of my life in a concert," he said.
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