Review: …Lewis Grizzard Lives

…For a fill-up of a certain late Southern humorist, Bill Oberst Jr.’s “Lewis Grizzard: A Tribute” is where you should head…Oberst’s ability to hold the character is nothing short of impressive. Vocally, he had Grizzard’s rumbling bass down perfect, filling the Physician’s Auditorium Saturday night…His timing went beyond mimicry. He really, really looked like the guy…dead-on.  After intermission, Oberst changed costumes, from Grizzard’s trademark red shirt with matching handkerchief into a white, unbuttoned button-down. It was like Oberst had gone from the cover of “Kathy Sue Loudermilk, I Love You” and onto the cover of “They Tore Out My Heart and Stomped That Sucker Flat.” Intermission marked a changeover in material, too. The first half relied entirely on concert ppearances…all the classics were there, like “That dog would bite you” and the difference between “naked” and “nekkid.”… It was performance fraught with risk: Oberst had to deliver to a crowd that doubtless knew every word written or spoken by the former Atlanta Journal Constitution columnist and near-permanent resident of the New York Times best-Seller list…. and Oberst delivered...