It’s hard to know how to describe this baffling concert other than a slapdash mix of awkward and sublime. I enjoyed myself in the end, but this wildly uneven production was a very odd fit for such a prestigious venue.
Mozart’s final masterpiece is one of my all-time favourite classical works, and it sounds even better when framed by the gothic splendour of St Paul’s Cathedral.
Four years after the last tour, it was a pleasure to see wonderful and bewitching Florence Welch spin her magic with yet another out-of-this-world performance, on the International Women’s Day no less.
Heilung was unlike any other live show I’ve been to, a mystical, otherworldly experience that’s part music concert, part ritual that seeks to connect with the ancient world of northern Europe.
I enjoyed the hits, charm and showmanship, but spending a couple of hours in a stadium packed with thousands of delirious screaming girls was a tad too much for this geriatric millennial*.
I almost missed out on the enigmatic Kiwi singer-songwriter’s Melbourne gig, but in the end her live show made me an even bigger fan of her idiosyncratic take on folk.
I never expected to post about a concert by a Mongolian folk metal band, but now and then YouTube throws something truly special your way, and when they stop by your city you just have to see them. As it turned out, these guys put on one hell of a show.