Daryl Hall and John Oates sailed into DC on Wednesday night, wowing a robust crowd at the Warner Theatre with so much soul that we all couldn’t help but leave feeling very spiritual.
These two talented gentlemen came to croon, and boy did they ever. They made me a happy man opening with “Maneater” and closing the last song of their second (!) encore with “Private Eyes,” satisfying my inner MTV child. Their hypnotizing blend of soul, funk, rock and electronics made for a pleasing musical cocktail.
But they really grabbed my attention and that of the room with the sheer power of their 70s ballads. Forty years ago, the duo released the platinum album “Abandoned Luncheonette,” their second album and two of three on Atlantic Records (for which Hall was surprisingly nostalgic Wednesday night). That album included the super smooth “She’s Gone,” a heartfelt ode to lost love so powerful that it eventually catapulted the two young musicians from Philadelphia to stardom and a permanent place in the American pop culture psyche, where they have continued to sit comfortably for four decades now.