David Vidal Performance Review He slips into a chair on stage, his body language nor dress offering any clues as to what you're going to get...and then he lays hands on that lap steel guitar of his...and time takes a back seat to sound. His licks start out gentle, but persistent and penetrating as he seamlessly channels grooves from Robert Johnson, cruises through New Mexico, and kicks us through Peru! The audience is mesmerized, smiling foolishly and tapping feet, nodding heads, and hoping Vidal will personally chat with them between songs (which he usually does). Vidal's originals are fraught with simple daily life hurts and rebounds, but his delivery of said prose evokes unspoken feelings as his audience affirms the depth of the emotion he has touched in them. You see it in the way they rock and close their eyes and look triumphant when they come to the other side. He taps into that old music that lives deep in our souls, but dishes it with a freshness and originality that is at once familiar but "oh, so nuevo cool". This is man's music that makes it okay to cry in front of your girlfriend. Greg Snaer Media Coordinator Center for the Arts Oceanside, CA.