Barb Jungr & John McDaniel
Float Like a Butterfly: The Sting Project
Feinstein’s/54 Below, NYC, January 17, 2018
Reviewed by Ron Forman for Cabaret Scenes

I have never been stung by Sting, so why did I eagerly anticipate a show featuring the music and lyrics of Sting (Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner)? I had previously seen tributes to two singer-songwriters of whom I was not a fan — Bob Dylan and Leonard Cohen — presented by the truly marvelous performer Barb Jungr. I left each of these previous shows with a much greater appreciation the songs of Dylan and Cohen. I can honestly say I had the same experience with this show.
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Jungr’s remarkable voice, exquisite elocution, and enunciation make every lyric meaningful. She is completely in control on stage and it is a visual delight to see her move. In addition, her between-song patter is frequently hilariously funny. She was ably joined in this show by John McDaniel on piano and vocals.
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The opening duet, “Wrapped Around Your Finger,” was followed by (you could hear it in her accent) “Englishman in New York.” ”Fields of Gold” was preceded by a raucously funny account of Jungr’s love-making in a hay field. “Moon Over Bourbon Street” was sung almost in a whisper, while “Fortress Around Your Heart” was belted.
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Jungr paused in the duet performance of “Roxanne” to tell a biographical story about arriving in London in 1975— very smart, but knowing nothing, and getting “educated” while working in a strip club.
In addition to his excellent accompaniment, McDaniel displayed his vocal skills with his solo performance of “August Winds” from Sting’s Broadway musical The Last Ship. There was an audience clap-along during the closing number, “Message in a Bottle,” which closed with Jungr singing “I’m sending out an S.O.S” over and over and over. The encore, “Every Breath You Take,” had me believing that Jungr really was watching me.