This was no archaeological dig, rather some very good musicians playfully, yet respectfully, soaking in the spirit of a great album from a great band.
The excellent, experienced rock orchestra were rock solid providing the security for the singers to have a little fun.
Above all, The White Album Concert was fun.
Cheney was the guitar hero, getting his Clapton on for the showstopping ‘While My Guitar Gently Weeps’ and dousing us with Hendrix licks for the ‘nasty’ ‘Helter Skelter.’
Pyke delivered the sweetest melodies, dishing up some winsome vocals on acoustic numbers such as ‘Blackbird, ‘Long Long Long’, ‘Cry Baby Cry’ and ‘Mothers Nature Sun.’
Rogers was the clown prince. Dressed in a green velvet suit like, as he put it, ‘an extra from a satanic version of Nicholas Nickelby’, the rocker brought a camp edge to ‘Happiness Is a Warm Gun’, hammed it up for ‘Piggies’, swung like a rusty gate on ‘Revolution’ and seriously rocked a cowbell during John Lennon’s manic ‘Everybody’s Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey.’
Jamieson had plenty of fun with ‘Honey Pie’ and Ringo’s ‘Don’t Pass Me By’, and pumped up the audience with the rollicking ‘Yer Blues.’