Everything. On leaving the theater, in a brief discussion with another member of the audience she told me he was wearing Sinatra’s tuxedo. Sure enough, I googled it and he does have Sinatra’s tuxedo, which is a story in itself.
What I didn't like
Can’t imagine. It’s dynamite.
My overall impression
Wow. Perfect combination of concert and confessional. Shortly into the show it seemed I was in the room the the Chairman of the Board. This wasn’t the normal “suspension of disbelief” we offer at the theater, but more like a seduction of the audience and the channelling of a great talent (by another great talent). Bravo Richard Shelton.