Justin Hayward, Mike Dawes
3017 SE Milwaukie Ave.
[UNEASY LISTENING] "Nights in White Satin," the symphonic ballad closing 1967 concept album Days of Future Passed (no connection, alas, to the recent X-Men movie), neatly explains the Moody Blues' 60-million-units-sold appeal. Rather more literally, it also explains their output of the past few decades—a satin weave, Wikipedia reminds, has glossy finish and dull back. Patient Zero for all subsequent rock band orchestral flirtations, it's still a marvelous song, though the enduring beauty owes rather more to a dreamily lush proto-prog production and melodic grace than the laconic charms of longtime frontman Justin Hayward. Last year's Spirits of the Western Sky, his seventh solo album and first in nearly two decades, finds Hayward's pipes undimmed and mood unruffled amid a thoroughly inessential collection of country-tinged folk-pop musings. This could serve as an effective sedative save for the inexplicable addition of hamfisted club re-mixes at album's end, which creepily limn the terrors of awakening to the 21st century.
Where: Aladdin Theater
Address: 3017 SE Milwaukie Ave.