Descending from the light rigging high above the scene, Kane Brown hovered over the stage on a small platform to kick off his concert Friday night at a packed Target Center.
That’s similar to the way the country superstar launched his show 27 months ago at the same arena. Only this time, the outfit and the song were different: Instead of a Timberwolves jersey, Brown opted for a stylish black jacket with stripes made of fancy string and no ballcap. And the song was “Bury Me in Georgia,” a stomping chant delivered with Brown’s unmistakable buzzing baritone.
The outfit and the opener weren’t the only things different. Brown’s performance was louder and slicker, less personal and appealing than 2022′s terrific concert. And Friday’s encore-less, seemingly rushed effort was remarkably short, at only 75 minutes.
What was missing most of all was the 30-year-old injecting his story, personality and humanity into the show. Last time, on his first arena headlining tour, he shared his compelling and revealing backstory in conversation. The Tennessee-reared singer talked about wetting his bed at age 6, which resulted in his stepfather roughing him up and grandma turning in the abuser to authorities. He spoke about being the only person of color in his mom’s family (he’s biracial) and meeting his older siblings when he was 16.
Two years ago, he discussed growing up poor in trailer parks, wearing his water shoes to play basketball and attending seven different high schools. He recalled placing first and second in a high school talent show and giving his winnings ($75) to his mom.
And last time, he got emotional thinking about his two daughters. This time, he mentioned his wife, Katelyn, only because she wasn’t in attendance to sing their hit duet “Thank God.” Her voice materialized via recording. After the song, Brown frowned. “It’s always a sad song to sing when she’s not here,” he said.
That was about as personal as he got all night.
Brown specializes in sentimental ballads like “Good as You,” which was delivered on a small stage at the back of the arena, and “Heaven,” a pretty celebration of love that was the penultimate piece Friday. While those were smartly understated, his rendition of “Georgia on My Mind” — which he said he recorded for the recent Masters golf tournament — found the inviting intimacy of his croon on the small stage obliterated by the too-loud band playing 70 yards away on the main stage.