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It may be difficult to imagine, but there was once a time when the finest rock ‘n’ roll singer on the planet was Rod Stewart. In a frenetic span of three years or so, when he was splitting his time between releasing raucous yet wistful solo albums like Gasoline Alley and Every Picture Tells a Story, and fronting the carousing bar band The Faces for albums like A Nod is as Good as Wink, Stewart outdid even Mick Jagger for epitomizing the prototype of a cocky, rooster-headed lead singer – tottering, but never falling, between gravelly-voiced machismo and tender sentimentality. There’s probably never been a Chuck Berry rewrite as potent as “Stay With Me” or blue print for future singer/songwriters as poignant as “Maggie May.”
But, that wasn’t enough for Stewart, who, by the mid-70s, had married starlet Britt Ekland and adopted the Hollywood lifestyle. Thanks to a growing allegiance to campy pandering like “Hot Legs” and “Do Ya Think I’m Sexy” he became a superstar, leaving most of the elements that made him so special by the wayside.
That was the case for the ensuing decades, with Stewart occasionally
showing flashes of his former brilliance amid the pedestrian fare he
was releasing. Then in 2002, having sold 100 million records but
floundering in late-career stasis, he discovered a new formula,
transforming himself on It Had to Be You: The Great American
into a Tony Bennett-styled nightclub crooner with
lavish covers of Berlin, Porter and Gerswhin. Thanks to middle of the
road direction of legendary record executive Clive Davis, Stewart was
back on the charts with a vengeance, and the next three installations
of the songbook did just as well. Having given up writing his own
songs, Stewart next turned to rock covers for 2006’s Still the
, and last year released Soulbook
collection of classic soul covers like “Rainy Night in Georgia” and
“Just My Imagination.”
That’s the album Stewart will be focusing on when he brings his big
band to Ramat Gan Stadium on Wednesday night for a half-sized, 24,000
capacity show. It’s Stewart’s first visit to Israel since 1983, and
follows hot on the heels of his contemporary and friend Elton John.
While he may not enjoy the rich vat of top level hits his fellow soccer
fanatic does, Stewart’s catalogue is nothing to scoff about. And he
made a point of promising interviewers that he wouldn’t be ignoring the
nuggets from the past. A consummate showman, the 65-year-old Stewart
will likely deliver the goods with style and class on Wednesday night.
At this point, it would be too much to ask for anything more.