A night at the Royal Albert Hall

Last night we saw Goldfrapp at the Albert Hall.

Is there a better venue to see a concert? It's so lush -- all red velvet and gold trim -- and the swivel seats are extra comfy with plenty of leg room. I love the high domed ceiling, which seems to make the sound reverberate around you, so that you become at one with the music. Does that sound far-fetched? Probably.

I've seen some great acts here in the past -- Paul Weller (although the fans left a lot to be desired, they were akin to a bunch of football yobs) and the Finn Brothers (an emotional gig, just two nights after Crowded House drummer Paul Hester killed himself). And yesterday evening was no exception.

We were practically sitting on the stage, our seats were so close to the front, and we had a perfect view of everything: the string section, the drummer, the guitarists, the keyboard player, the harpist and the two female dancers which transformed themselves, during the course of the gig, from cute pixies with flowers in their hair to sexy pole dancers and then bikini-clad werewolves writhing on the floor. 

Alison Goldfrapp has the most amazing voice, it's quite angelic if a little breathy. I imagine this is what Marilyn Monroe would sound like if she stopped playing the dumb blonde. Her dress senses leaves a lot to be desired though: she was wearing a bum-skimming harlequin-adorned clown top with a frilly neck, very short white shorts and no shoes! 

But then who cares what she looks like? The music was brilliant, although I was only familiar with a handful of songs, and the range and scope of styles -- disco tech, glam rock and breathy ballads -- was impressive. A fine way to spend an evening.

Comments

[Melody]

I don't mind Goldfrapp at all. WOuld have been good to see live. I take it you went with T and D?

[kimbofo]

Just T... D is in Italy.