As Luis Miguel's voice soared for a high note, he punched the air one, two, three, four times, and then he wound up and delivered a mock karate kick that looked like Elvis in his Las Vegas prime.
Imagine Elvis Presley, Frank Sinatra, Luciano Pavarotti, Julio Iglesias, Wayne Newton, Michael Bublé, Neil Diamond, Bruce Springsteen and Celine Dion all rolled into a suave black suit, white shirt and black tie. That might begin to give you an idea what Miguel was like in concert Saturday at Xcel Energy Center.
His consistently exhilarating, never-exhausting 2¾-hour marathon was one of the most satisfying arena performances the Twin Cities will witness this year. That's without any of the whiz-bang bells and whistles associated with big-time tours. Or with this listener being able to understand a word Miguel was singing in Spanish.
The Puerto Rican-born, Mexican-based international superstar triumphed because he is one of the most emotive performers vocally and visually on the arena circuit.
Miguel sings with force, control, dynamics, nuance and conviction. And he does it with grand arm gestures, gentlemanly machismo, spurts of athletic dancing, bursts of gleeful air guitar, frequent hand signals to his musicians and fans, and a megawatt smile that lights up an entire hockey palace.
With drama that was part opera singer and part Telemundo soap, the magnificent Miguel sang loudly but with supreme control.
He also could dial it down. He improvised a jazzy "la-la-la" intro to "Contigo En La Distancia" and eventually finished with a belted held note.
While he blared like a trumpet much of the night, he evoked a flute on the ballad "Tu y Yo," eventually giving way to a piccolo-like whisper, as he pulled the microphone away from his face. The demonstrative Miguel knows how to work it.