Gabe has been sick, and so Eleanor asked me if I wanted to go with her and friend. I knew Rachel was likely a fan, and so I asked her if she wanted to go. She was interested. Then Gabe decided he would likely go. But then I had a dilemma. You can't just dangle Barry Manilow before a fan and then snatch him away. So I got two tickets for Rachel and myself.
I've always thought of Barry Manilow as an East Coast enthusiasm. At least, that's how I was introduced to him, by the Schindwolfs, fans who hailed from Long Island, back in the day.
I was surprised by the number of fans at Golden One Arena. He has a loyal following. Many Filipinos.
I thought his style wasn't a good for for an arena. His show would be better for a showroom - like the Copacabana! The sound was atrocious in some ways (but better when he sat at the piano). He played some videos from the mid-70s that were quite nice. His songs were the soundtrack of the mid-70s in some way.
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