Hypnotic performance by FKA Twigs
She really help the crowd in the palm of her hand! FKA Twigs took the stage in next to nothing, strutted around the stage like a jungle cat in heat, pausing periodically to sway like a belly dancer or let loose with a delicate yet powerful vocal performance. There were moments where I almost felt that she was singing directly to me, NO small feat in a sold-out crowd at Webster Hall. Speaking of which, Webster Hall was one of the worst venues in which to view a performance like this. FKA Twigs is very skilled at projecting a delicate intimacy as a performer, and the flat ballroom floor of the main hall left only the tallest or most intrepid with a decent view of the singer -- everyone else to hold their phones in the air to try to capture a bit of her magic. The sound system likewise muddied her delicate vocals under the echoes of the percussion. Despite these complaints (and I've never liked Webster Hall anyway), I was thrilled to see FKA Twigs in a relatively small venue, I'm sure she's headed for much larger rooms in the near future. Opening act P Morris (not Sammy Bananas as indicated above - Bananas was in the secondary room) was effective at warming up the crowd, though his performance was a bit of glorified knob-twiddling.