To some the name Helen Folasade Adu doesn’t mean anything, but when you say Sade (Shaw-day) it is a different story.
The smooth, sexy and very talented Sade was in Pittsburgh June 18 at the Consol Energy Center, along with John Legend as the opening act.
Legend was in Pittsburgh a few months ago by himself. His mission earlier this year was different, it was a fundraiser for the Kaufmann Center and he was traveling light. On this tour he was accompanied by his back-up singers and band. He looked great in a white 3-piece suit with just a pop of color in his breast pocket. He was a great opening act and I’m sure the crowd was pleased. He ended his set by standing on top of his black baby grand piano and did a great job of warming up the audience for the headliner, Sade.
I didn’t know that the four-piece band is actually titled Sade and she is the front woman for the band. I have to give the band their props—saxophonist-guitarist Stuart Matthewman, bassist Paul S. Denman and keyboardist Andrew Hale—which has enjoyed more than a quarter of a century of mainstream success, selling more than 55 million albums across the planet.
Sade was born of a Nigerian father and an English mother on Jan. 16, 1959. The 52 years have been kind to Sade. She looked fabulous.
At the beginning of the show, the lady with the ponytail graced the stage in a sheer black pull over, the sleeves were adorned with black sequins from the wrist to the elbow. The pants were skinny leg pants that stopped well above the ankle. The belt was strong and black like the men that backed her up. She moves like she sings, smooth, sexy and with purpose. Even the way she holds her microphone is cool and sexy.
The moves she made with her hips and body kept the audience on their feet watching her every move. I could hear men saying to their wives and dates “she still looks good” as they watched her first on the stage and then they looked at her image on the big screen.
Sade gave more than a concert, it was an experience. Even the curtains were choreographed as they dropped and swept away from the stage. There were back drops, sheer front drops and each told a story that went with each song. The band was on risers that went up and down and for the finale, Sade rose about a story above the stage in a two piece red ensemble. The band wore black and white. I have never seen a concert like this and I am a lukewarm Sade fan.
I only purchased one CD and was content with that. One scene took you to New York to a jazz scene and the lady with the ponytail was in an upstairs window changing her hair and her clothes. She changed into a stark white shirt, black vest and pants. The billboards said the show would be world class, they were right, I enjoyed every minute of it.
If you missed her, she will be in Cleveland on July 9 and Columbus on July 10. If you need to plan ahead, head to Las Vegas for the show on Sept. 3.
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