JAM Magazine Concert Reviews

November 27, 2010
Sprint Center
Kansas City, MO USA
Review by David Huff
Photos by Tim Bischoff

Usher - Usher, Trey Songz, Miguel

I'm convinced more than ever that attending an Usher concert is more an exercise of mind over matter, because to follow the spectacle that occurs in the audience and on the stage is truly exhausting. I've seen a lot of shows in my lifetime, but I've got to tell you, I can't ever remember getting worn out by simply watching a single performer unleash his inner whatever on a crowd. But that's exactly what happened in Kansas City on Saturday, Nov. 27 when Raymond Usher brought his high energy, adrenaline pumping act to the Sprint Center for two hours of nonstop choreographed mayhem.

Honestly, I'm still a bit worn out thinking about this concert. First off, Usher somehow seemed to have some sort of wardrobe change, or malfunction, for almost all the two dozen songs he performed throughout the evening. When you factor in the visual effects of exposing his abs coupled with explosive dance moves by a well-trained, extremely limber dance troupe, your left shaking your head trying to figure out how you survived the show. Fortunately, the stylish, well-dressed women in the crowd provided just as much entertainment on the floor as their main man accomplished with his elegant, sexy moves.

Trey Songz and Miguel did a good job warming up the crowd for the chaos that was about to ensue. But the near capacity crowd was there for one man and one man only. From the moment Usher was lowered to the stage from a platform neatly hidden in the lighting tresses above, it was game on. Once grounded, the Atlanta native literally went airborne again with the help of a bungee-cord. Good ol' Ray was bouncing off walls much like the strong female contingent in the crowd was doing every time he made a move. And he mad several of them throughout the evening.

Usher is first and foremost an entertainer. He pulled out all the stops singing his hits from the past and present to a boisterous crowd that was genuinely pleased to be there. The torrent of video and visual delights unleashed this evening was nothing short of spectacular, as was the incredible nine-man dancing team that moved and grooved with Usher throughout.

I'd tell you more, but frankly, I'm getting tired just thinking about what unfolded before my eyes. Usher will never have the panache of his idol, Michael Jackson, but he certainly pays homage to him in his own unique way. Just ask any of the 16,000 in attendance this evening, that is, if they aren't too exhausted to recall the show. Yeah, it was that visually intense.