We have a last-minute pair of tickets to give away to tonight's show at the Mahalia Jackson Theater.
Throughout 90 minutes, he was a menace hellbent on exploring good and evil, love and hate, a man battling overwhelming desire and insidious demons. He was a cruel-hearted romantic on "Nobody's Baby Now." Filled with regret, his craving for a lost love infecting his very being: "She lives in my blood and skin," he sang. "Her wild feral stare, her dark hair / Her winter lips as cold as stone -- I was her man." As he doted, violinist Warren Ellis soloed.
Cave prowled the Ace [’Theater]s stage, gesticulating wildly, a born performer who in another era might have been a traveling preacher or a snake-oil salesman. During one ballad, he invited a woman up to stand beside him. She cozied up and he comforted her like a prophet while he sang. Elsewhere, he pointed his finger at the balcony, creeping close to the front rows while conveying lyrical confusion on whether he was dead or merely slumbering: "No sleep runs this deep! No sleep runs this deep!"
I previewed the show Friday in The New Orleans Advocate, and today thanks to a friend of My Spilt Milk, we have a pair of tickets to give away to tonight’s show including a parking pass. Register here for a chance to win. The contest closes today at 1 p.m. The winner must be able to meet me this afternoon before 5 to get the tickets.