With a name like the "One Night Stand Tour," Enrique Iglesias' road show promised the sparkly, all-ages audience at the Tower Theater on Sunday evening some steamy sexuality.
Instead, the scion of Julio and his large ensemble presented temperate Latin music, playful, romantic and grand. But moist? Not really, unless you were outside in the rain.
The lack of heat isn't his fault. Iglesias - looking lithe at the Tower, and sharply dressed in a sport T-shirt and mod-Moe Howard hairdo - has a voice that lacks expressiveness but is big in its command of tone and heaving, stage-whispery sighs. Tackling new-wavey stuff such as "Solo en Ti" ("Only You"), a coy "The Rhythm Divine," and floaty bits of "Love to See You Cry," Iglesias is fine - a fluttering Bryan Ferry mowing the misty moors of "Avalon."
