Graham Colton is no stranger to Chicago. After a show and interview with us in February, he was back at Lincoln Hall in October and then again for this show in December. Chicago isn’t officially Graham’s home, but it’s probably about time he think about renting something here because the people assembled at Lincoln Hall love him like he grew up just down the street. The sentiment is for good reason. Graham Colton is one of the most genuine people to have ever struck a chord with a guitar…or a fan.
This performance, like all the others, is a trip down memory lane. A time before wives and responsibilities and full-time jobs. A time when you didn’t really care about what music other people were listening to and what was and wasn’t cool. It was all about music that you could connect to. Maybe it was the sound, or the lyrics or even the feeling behind it, but you connected. Graham makes that happen every time he takes the stage, and this time was no different. He eloquently forces you to forget about the shitty day you just had, the girl that broke your heart or the fact you have to work in six hours; the only thing that matters is that moment you’re living in right now.
As he emotes about events and feelings from his past, you can’t help but relate to his experiences in one way or another. He’s honest, almost to a fault at some times, but it’s never contrived. Somehow, he poured every ounce of that into his performance. He’s an excellent guitar player, singer and songwriter, but Graham’s true gift is his ability to connect with his audience on a level most people have never experienced.
