Benson Boone slams Coachella audience for Cold Brian May Reception
Benson Boone made his Coachella debut with a high-energy set that ended with a legendary surprise. But while the moment was historic, Boone joked that the crowd didn’t get it completely.
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st. Paul, Minnesota – Of course, it started with a flip.
and Pyro. And a dry ice blanket. And the enthusiastic lights.
In the center is Benson Boone, surrounded by a fitted white outfit outlined in red and blue, pointing to it as if to mean it, delving into the energy of “I want to be what you call it.”
Boone baptized the American Heart Tour with a 22-song setlist at the Xcel Energy Center in St. Paul, Minnesota, and is ready to prove his pop bona is a patented acrobatic.
The Friday night’s sold-out concert was the beginning of a 33-day North American run (Boone’s first full arena tour) landing in major cities such as Born, New York, Miami, Denver, Las Vegas and Seattle.
Boone has only released two full-length albums, the 2024 “Fireworks & Roller Blade” and the current “American Heart,” but Boone has come out of Pecific Northwest.
Yes, this unconventional 23-year-old has magnetism about turning your mind and yourself with charm and swagger.
He is confident and can command the runway during the Grabby Chorus of “Be Someant” and greatly appreciate the crowd towards the end of his almost two-hour show, before a robust singer of his groundbreaking smash “Beautiful Things.”
Boone’s retro look – The “70s” stout, the most classed outfit as the gas-astenant chic almost monobrow, has also spread to his music.
The slow Skyride on the blue chandelier, shaking uncomfortably high during “mysterious magic,” was as visually squeal as the opportunity to watch the bright tune to nod to vintage pop.
During “Mr. Electric Blue,” the homage to his father and the most robust song on his new album, Boone laughed, played air guitar and skipped the ramp tilted to his mirrored piano. His hands weren’t that big, but his attitude and flashy Abbaring outfit made young Elton John smack out the melody.
Boone also gets some vocal cues from Queen Freddie Mercury, smearing his multi-octave voice onto the heart-waving “Man Man” and the soft piano ballad “Star of the Stars,” singing on the blue piano at the bottom of the catwalk that stretches the length of the arena floor.
“At some point in your life, this song means something to you,” Boone told the crowd, sounding like a school counselor as he spoke about his loss (the song was written for his late grandmother).
The bold stage design of Boone’s show allows for maximum athleticism, with red lacquered stairs lined up on the sides of the circular stage, and the hydraulic platform provides a firing pad with frequent aerial attitudes that must make his insurance company cry.
There is no Boone’s innate showmanship. Not only does a heart of red, white and blue paper fall from the ceiling, it also leans against the crowd and claps its hands, embracing the spotlight between the “young American hearts” every time they lean against the crowd and embrace the waves from the fans and the waves.
However, his ballad-heavy trends, including clearly intentional “Mom’s Song” and slow burners “I’m Intoxicated with My Heart” and “My Love” follow a similar rhythm that can disrupt the pace despite emotional openness.
When Boone and his four-piece band rock “There she goes” or lying down the catwalk towards “Sugar Sweet”, the dynamism dials to 11, and his potential as a long distance is clear.
Boone may not be musically revolutionary, but he is a solid representative of Heartfelt Pop. I hope he continues to land.
