Compared to last week's Bat For Lashes pre-concert fun, this week was relatively dull, unless you count my mate Alan pulling some bird in the Oxford and the domestic squabble we witnessed in the Pizza place.
Luckily we turned up to the venue around about 9 o'clock. Luckily I say because Feist was due on at quarter past. The venue was apparently sold out (although I've been in Academy 3 when it's seemed busier) and, the few trendy bores aside who just wouldn't stop talking, most were ready for a great night.
And a great night it was too. Occasionally, and this is not necessarily a criticism, Feist can come across as a bit of a "Jazz-Lite" proposition on record but that is most certainly not the case in the live arena. The girl can rock out with the best of them.
It does create a slightly jarring effect on stage, as does the tendency to lump the more up-tempo numbers together at various points in the evening but there is no doubt that Leslie Feist it quite the talent. She's disarmingly funny as well.
The highlights of the evening include stunning versions of 1,2,3,4, My Moon My Man and a rollicking version of Sealion. She also managed to "out Tunstall" KT Tunstall at stages of the evening, using a loop to create waves upon waves of sublime harmonies.
All in all a great night with a great talent. And if her tendency to cross genre's sometimes makes for a slightly uneven evening, in the end it's just proof of how talented she really is.
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