This rainy Friday night in October 1972 was less than a year and a half after Bill Withers’ commercial breakthrough allowed him to quit a day job in an aircraft parts factory, but the rising soul star holds the stage at one of the world’s most prestigious venues like a seasoned pro. Withers reminisces about his grandma’s church (“At the funeral they used to have tie the caskets down!”) and describes the dating scene (he’s encountered many “ladies who are not too prone to trust anybody”) as coolly as if he’s entertaining guests in his own living room. His band, propelled by drummer James Gadson and led by pianist Ray Jackson, roughs up “Use Me” to accentuate its carnality and plays the sweaty closer “Harlem/Cold Baloney” like part of a revival meeting. Keith Harris