Superstar Sting: "Estonian is so difficult!"

There is hardly another artist who would appeal to both young and old, men and women. Sting's sincere, melodic, yet highly energetic music somehow manages to reach everyone. Estonians love Sting! Saku Suurhall was packed to the brim with fans. It seems that the feelings are mutual - Sting likes the audience here too. In any case, the superstar did not think it was much to greet the crowd in our own language.

"Good evening, Estonia!" shouted Sting, guitar in his neck, with a slight Saaremaa accent. The crowd cheered. "Sorry I don't speak Estonian. It's so hard!"

But let's be honest, even bothering to learn a few sentences in an unknown fairy language and perform them on stage shows care. It gives the feeling that Tallinn is not just another random point in the endless chain of the 57th 9th tour, but a place that also means something to the artist.

The concert was extraordinary from the first second. The start time was set for 8:00 PM and at 8:01 PM Sting himself was on stage and got the concert going with a lively song from the tour's title album.

Sting was warmed up by his son Joe Sumner, who was amazingly similar to his father in both appearance and timbre, but still expresses himself in a different language in music. This awesome artist will probably find a bunch of fans in Estonia. On stage, he invited the crowd to follow him on Instagram and send greetings. The phone calls that immediately began in all directions showed that the crowd took the call quite seriously. Check it out - the musician also enthusiastically shares exciting observations about Tallinn.

Sting has touched the souls of many with his wonderful minor ballads, and on this occasion the audience was not willing to go home before who-knows-how-many extra songs to "Fragile" were finally played. But the concert itself surprised in a good way with its powerful energy and pace.

The charge was pulled up and great music rained down from the stage in a steady stream. Sting didn't care about long applause or excessive storytelling, but the songs melted into each other and it pulled the listeners along to their shoelaces. It was the best feeling you could possibly get from going to a concert - that the music would take you along and you could lose yourself in the journey, never falling out of that ringing bubble before the long final applause.

Can anyone else besides Sting do that? Hardly.

(c) Postimees by Kristina Herodes