Stop Missing Shows

Barry Manilow in Atlanta

850 users on tonedeaf are tracking Barry Manilow

Never miss another Barry Manilow show near Atlanta.

Barry Manilow
Gas South Arena — Duluth, GA

Barry Manilow spent the 1970s and 80s turning confession booth ballads into arena-filling hits. He wrote jingles for State Farm and Dr Pepper before "Mandy" became his breakthrough in 1974, which kicked open the door for a run of soft-rock staples that defined the decade. "Copacabana" told the story of a dancer's fall from grace with cinematic sweep. "I Write the Songs" won a Grammy and became his signature, though it's often misunderstood as genuinely autobiographical when it's actually more of a philosophical statement. His production values were immaculate, his arrangements lush, his voice technically precise. He's sold over 80 million records and remains one of the most successful pop songwriters of his era, though he's also one of pop's most reliable punching bags for critics who mistake sentimentality for lack of substance.

Manilow shows are devotional experiences. The crowd skews older, mostly women, many of whom have been waiting thirty years to hear these songs live. He's a consummate performer—technically sharp, emotionally committed. The production is ornate. Nobody's casual about it.

Known for Mandy, Copacabana (At the Copa), Looks Like We Made It, Endlessly, I Write the Songs

Barry Manilow brought his streamlined Vegas polish to State Farm Arena on a January night in 2023, working through nineteen songs that proved he's still comfortable in both the obvious and the obscure. He opened with "It's a Miracle" and closed with the same track, bookending a set that hit the expected beats—"Copacabana," "I Write the Songs," "Mandy"—but also made room for deeper material like "A Weekend in New England" and "Commercial Jingles," that bit where he sang actual jingles he'd written. The crowd came for the nostalgia and got exactly what they paid for.

Atlanta's music DNA runs pretty deep into hip-hop and R&B, but the city's also always had room for the old-school pop crooners. There's something about a place with this much musical history that can appreciate Barry Manilow on his own terms—not as a nostalgia act, but as a craftsman who never stopped writing hooks and arranging strings the way they should sound. Atlanta audiences get that distinction.

Stay in Buckhead or Virginia Highland for the neighborhood feel — tree-lined streets, good restaurants, walkable enough to actually enjoy yourself. For dinner, Sotto Sotto does excellent Italian in a no-fuss basement setting, or Rathbun's for steak if you want something more formal. Spend an afternoon at the High Museum of Art, then grab drinks at The Eagle, which has the kind of dark-wood-and-whiskey vibe that actually works. Catch a Braves game at Truist Park if timing lines up. The food scene here is legitimately good without being try-hard about it.

Stop missing shows.

tonedeaf. reads your music library and emails you when artists you actually listen to have shows near Atlanta. No app. No ads. No noise.

Sign Up Free