Toni Braxton live in concert in 2019 is something of a dichotomy. On one hand, thereโs a world class, multi-platinum recording superstar she identifies as; on the other, a scattered, ridiculously candid reality television star. There is a catalog of classic โ90s R&B hits stricken with heartbreak coupled with a seasoned entertainer who canโt help but laugh her way through them. Then thereโs that voice. And that song.
After rising to the top of a center stage platform, chin up with arms outstretched, Toni Braxtonโs unmistakable husky croak treated the Smart Financial Centre to a sizzling, all-business take of her 2000 hit โHe Wasnโt Man Enough.โ Backed by a four-piece band, Braxton and her two background vocalists even took to a mid-song dance break. She completed the customary concert opening one-two punch with โHow Many Ways,โ greeting the audience, promising them a good time. ย It was a solid start to what quickly developed into an episodic night.
During โJust Be a Man About It,โ Braxton finger-waved her way through one of her (oh so many) signature, melismatic vocal runs. Calling it idiosyncratic might be an understatement; still, her ubiquitous vocal zig zagging was a spectacle unto itself.
Just a few songs later, Braxton deviated from an acoustic take of her 2012 single โI Heart You,โ to call out any birthdays, engagements, and anniversaries in the house. The entire affair was about two steps and a hop away from becoming a full-fledged Q&A before Braxton launched into a, ahem, stirring rendition of โHappy Birthday,โ complete with vocal riffs and a generously accommodating pianist behind her. It might not have been the song people came to hear.
Any traces of a caricature faded away when she stepped into material from her recent Grammy-nominated album Sex & Cigarettes. Committed to coloring the songs with her resonant, bronzed alto, Braxton offered her most focused vocals of the night with โDeadwoodโ and โFOH.โ
Inching closer to the night’s end, her set found a new stride. โAnother Sad Love Song,โ brought the crowd back to its feet. Braxton foxed and prowled her way through โBreathe Again,โ sauntering the aisles and taking selfies with fans. That one song couldnโt be far off at this point.
Itโs hard to imagine any veteran artist without a lightning-in-a-bottle mega-hit embedded in its audienceโs DNA. โUn-break My Heartโ happens to be an impassioned thunderstorm. When she delivered an under-tempo arrangement in a lower key than the original with startlingly sparse instrumentation โ seated on a cushion on the stage floor โ much like the songโs lost lover, it left more questions than answers.
When did Smart Financial Centre become a karaoke bar? Why is she laughing in the middle of the first verse?Who is this bald guy taking a selfie with Toni Braxton? Where is the high note?
The high note may have walked out the door and walked out of Braxtonโs life, but when the houselights came up, the all-forgiving fans walked out their own doors, taking back that sad word goodbye.
This article appears in Jan 1 โ Dec 31, 2019.
