Märkische Allgemeine - July 25, 2007

translation by Astrid Nolde-Gallasch

by Hanne Landbeck

Chris de Burgh despite higher powers

"King Friedrich, give us good weather!" That he is a close friend of "King Friedrich" Chris de Burgh let everone know already after the first song that he sang on Tuesday night easily over the still dry and full row of seats. The little man from Ireland stood in black trousers, black leather jacket and a white shirt at the Neue Palais during the two and half hour concert and gave a lot. That this doesn't always sound as clear as on his records, the round-about four hundred guests in the audience take it easy and generously give their applause. In rain coats and with umbrellas they defy the black clouds which ever again make a stand against the corporate feeling, but the singer of "Lady In Red" doesn't let any bad temper or any break come up. He says right away that he has spoken with King Friedrich and has asked him to keep away the worst rain masses, and even though it was windy and cold and sometimes rained heavily, nobody from the audience left their place early. King Friedrich has a beautiful park and good castles, his own property in Ireland is quite similar, the 58 year old ambassador of the United Nations joked. Attuned in such a way, the guests applaud during the well-known and also during the lesser-known songs which the Irishman delivered skilfully. During "Lady In Red, which rounded up his solo part which with he had started his concert, he even ran through the rows with a headset and asked a couple of ladies to dance. Of course they loved that, and even if they didn't wear red, the star gave them all the illusion, she herself would be the "Lady in Red". During the songs of his latest album "The Storyman" there were video projections which showed him swaying signboards at all possible places of the world, and his fans love him for such messages, that we all live in "One World". Often it was about love which is the most important thing we own, against war which became distinct in its brutality through the mushroom cloud on the video screen and about the fact that we don't need a "Leader" to tell us what we have to do or not to do. It was difficult for the singer to assert himself constantly against the threatening rain masses, and sometimes the drops dribbled on the blue, yellow and red light that the headlights threw on him. The Storyman songs were replaced by the Evergreen "Don't tell the Ferryman" [sic!], and despite the clammy, wet hands of the audience, they asked for encores which the singer friendly granted them. Pity that his connection to King Friedrich isn't quite as good as he stressed at the beginning, for the enjoyment during the November in Potsdam which sometimes shows itself in July, became a true test for the fans.