Review by Greg Haymes
Photographs by Andrzej Pilarczyk
The bar in the lobby was doing a brisk business, and several fans in the sold-out crowd were apparently loose enough to think that maybe Todd Snider was their good buddy. Or that he’d play whatever songs they wanted him to play. Or maybe they just thought that yelling out requests was a good way to get a performer’s attention.
After the marvelous, John Prine-like character study “Iron Mike’s Main Man’s Last Request,” a barrage of six or eight rapid-fire song requests came shouted out from all corners of the jam-packed theater. Snider simply cocked his head, peeked out from under his hat and said firmly, “We actually have a boss-me-around portion of the show scheduled for later in the night.”
And then rather than playing one of the rowdy, raucous numbers that the loud-mouthed members of the crowd wanted to hear, Snider stayed the course, sliding into “Just Like Old Times,” another wistful, subtle tune about the reunion of two of society’s marginal hard-luck misfits, with its pithy chorus:
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