It started in the dark. Before a single note was played, Stevie Wonder asked the packed Lanxess Arena in Cologne to close their eyes. Just for a moment, he said, see the world the way I see it. Then the strings came in, and Greg Phillinganes' arrangement of "Love's in Need of Love Today" rose from the stage like a prayer. Within twenty seconds the whole arena was on its feet. Around me, grown men and women stood with tears running down their faces. I was one of them.
I have been to a lot of concerts in forty years of writing about music. I had never seen Stevie Wonder live. Songs in the Key of Life has been on my list of favourite albums for forty-five years. "Black Man", "Pastime Paradise", "As" and "Another Star" aren't just songs to me; they're part of the soundtrack of my life. So yes, I came in with expectations. They were blown away. This was the best concert I have ever seen.
Some context for those who weren't born yet. Songs in the Key of Life came out in September 1976: a double album plus a bonus EP, A Something's Extra, made by a 26-year-old at the absolute height of his powers. It spent fourteen weeks at Number One in America, won the Grammy for Album of the Year, and has turned up on every list of the greatest albums ever made since. Fifty years later, Wonder is playing the whole thing, all 21 songs, in arenas across Europe and America. The tour opened in Birmingham on 13 October; on 26 October it was Cologne's turn.
Within twenty seconds the whole arena was on its feet.
What happened in that arena is hard to put into words, and I'll try anyway. It was a communal experience in the truest sense: an entire arena feeling exactly the same thing at exactly the same moment. One row in front of me sat a woman who must have been older than Stevie himself, surely in her eighties. She sang, she swayed, she laughed and she cried, and watching her was an honour. That is the power of music. That is the magic of music.
The show runs for three hours in two sets, following the album from start to finish, and Wonder adds to it as he goes. His son Kwame Morris joined him for "Have a Talk With God". After "Knocks Me Off My Feet", he turned the arena into a gospel church with an improvised "Oh Happy Day", then let the band loose on a jam while he blew harmonica over the top. In the second set he opened "Isn't She Lovely" with a speech about spreading love and introduced his children one by one. "Joy Inside My Tears" spilled into an improvised medley of "You Are the Sunshine of My Life", "I Just Called to Say I Love You" and "Do I Do". He played "Ngiculela" on the harpejji, an instrument that didn't even exist when the album came out. And just before "Superstition" brought the house down, he sat at the piano while his daughter Zaiah Morris sang John Lennon's "Imagine".
The peaks? "Contusion" and "Another Star", where the band got all the room in the world to flex its muscles and took it with both hands. And "As" and "Black Man", two moments of pure history brought back to life. "Black Man" in particular, with its roll call of heroes of every colour, sounded as urgent in 2026 as it did in 1976. Perhaps more so.
That band deserves a chapter of its own. Bassist Nathan Watts has been at Wonder's side since 1974 and played on the original album; today he is his musical director. And then there is Greg Phillinganes. He joined Wonder's band Wonderlove in 1976 as a nineteen-year-old and played on Songs in the Key of Life. After that he became Michael Jackson's keyboard player on Off the Wall and Thriller and musical director of the Bad tour, and he played with Eric Clapton, Toto and David Gilmour. Two years ago he fell ill on stage during a Toto concert in Italy and was rushed to hospital. To see him back here, leading the arrangements and the strings with such grace, deserves all the respect in the world.
And the sound. Reviewers of the opening night in Birmingham complained of a muddy mix and the odd restart. In Cologne there was none of that. The front-of-house sound was magisterial: every horn, every string, every percussion part clear as glass. And Wonder himself, at 76, was in remarkable voice. Not good for his age. Phenomenal, full stop.
Not good for his age. Phenomenal, full stop.
Regular readers know that on Rafelrand five stars are reserved for work that breaks new ground. Songs in the Key of Life did exactly that in 1976. Live, the innovation lies somewhere else: in a level of musicianship that I have never seen equalled, sustained for three hours without a single weak moment.
I came to hear an album I've loved for forty-five years. I left having seen the concert of the century.
The verdict
★★★★★Three hours without a weak moment: a 76-year-old genius, a magnificent band and an arena in tears. The concert of the century.
