Devoted: The Everly Brothers at the Royal Albert Hall

THERE'S THIS certain tension which exists between the Everly Brothers that is the genius of their music. It's as if the lyrics of such as 'When Will I Be Loved', 'Bye Bye Love', and particularly 'Love Hurts' and on this night of reconciliation 'Let It Be Me', are directed as much to each other as any next party. Phil's lorn howl ranged against Don's tender lead, their black jumbo guitars ringing synchronically and the evening, of course, electric. An audience of every age, elders, excited children, one Japanese youth sits rapt like Keats before the Elgin Marbles.