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Like that alter ego (who also graces her latest CD, “I Am … Sasha Fierce”), Beyoncé has always been sly, sexy, imposing and confident enough to make Kanye West seem like a recluse. Never, however, has she distilled that character into something as focused, engaging and nuanced as now. Right from the opening number, “Crazy in Love,” Beyoncé showed off pipes of steely power. As the song’s signature horn riff pumped away, she soared over the melody with athletic ease. The way Beyoncé used her body intensified the sense of triumph. With her hair teased into Medusa-like tresses, a pelvis in perpetual churn and legs long enough to make Tina Turner proud, Beyoncé’s presence punctuated her singing like an exclamation point. The show moved smoothly through its two-hour expanse. The costumes didn’t disappoint, including one getup that looked like Barbarella on a safari and another that depicted Beyoncé as an unlikely innocent in white. Partly because her rise to fame paralleled that of hip hop, much of Beyoncé’s music has prized force over softer emotions. To this day, self-empowerment anthems almost entirely define her work. Yet in songs like “Broken-Hearted Girl” and “Smash Into You,” Beyoncé showed us something more internal and deep. Beyoncé didn’t nail every reach. Her run at “At Last” still lacks the terrific sense of relief Etta James manages effortlessly. She’s perfected a character that cannot be denied – no matter what name it goes under. Source: NYDailyNews |


