RANDY NEWMAN, Ellen Eccles Theater, Park City High School, Tuesday

PARK CITY — Grammy, Emmy and Oscar-winning composer Randy Newman gave Utah audiences a chance Tuesday night to hear his voice and music live, rather than simply enjoying it along with their movie and popcorn.

The concert was originally scheduled to be held at Deer Valley, but it was delayed by an hour and moved to the Ellen Eccles Theater at Park City High School after the weather predicted hailstorms and lightning.

As it turned out, the move was fortuitous for several reasons.

First, as the concert was getting started, Park City Performing Arts Foundation director Terri Orr reported that there had, in fact, been a lightning strike at Deer Valley.

But from a musical standpoint, the intimate nature of having just Randy Newman and his piano onstage probably worked a lot better anyway. The words are important in his songs, and the between-song jokes and banter were equally entertaining. Trying to project that up a mountainside might have lost everybody beyond the first 20 rows.

The concert was an interesting mix of experiences.

As a one-man show, Newman wore a lot of hats — composer, storyteller, pianist, singer, comedian.

As a composer, it was a rare and wonderful treat to see the man behind the music presenting his own creations. Especially with songs that have been orchestrated, studio recorded and either used for a TV/movie soundtrack or have become independently popular, it was fun to imagine how it all began: Newman sitting at his piano at home, pounding out something while he sang along, much like he was doing in front of an audience Tuesday night.

Newman may "love L.A.," but his musical roots really sound Southern. Without the "studio magic" adding and emphasizing other styles, there was a pronounced New Orleans flavor in much of what he played.

As a singer, of course, he's pretty one-dimensional. His voice is raspy, harsh, off-key . . . and full of character.

It worked great with blues-style stuff, such as "You Can Leave Your Hat On." But Michael Buble he is not, and two hours-plus of it — without any softening by additional orchestration or the like — became pretty wearing.

That effect may have also been due to the way the second half was quite different than the first.