All those radio hits, promo on every X Factor, countless discounts and it's yet to outsell an R&B album who had 1 single and 1 performance outside of the US. The ****ing nerve.
Review: Lorde gets the Greek on her team at her sold-out show
About a year ago, Lorde played her last headlining L.A. concerts, at the Fonda Theatre and the Belasco. After that, she played on the Grammys telecast and at the Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival. At each of those shows, she seemed steely and reserved, inhabiting the frosty digital productions of her songs.
What a difference a year makes.
At the Greek Theatre on Monday, the young woman born Ella Yelich-O’Connor -- who started as a goth-inclined documentarian of teen malaise -- turned into a thrashing dervish onstage. There were costume changes, brilliant colors and bubbles of dry ice vapor that turned the front rows of the Greek into a foggy alien planet.
For a singer once tipped as an anti-star for the sad, jaded kids, Lorde’s now in control of all the techniques of real pop stardom. Her sold-out set (the first of two nights at the Greek) proves there are few other artists with that kind of promise -- to not just top the charts, but to transform them.
Her set started with a statement -- that she can hold a big stage on her own. Standing before a black curtain and lighted by a few white lights, she tucked into “Glory and Gore” with wild dance moves, flinging her wavy mane and punching the air.
Where once she tried to command a crowd with just an icy gaze, on Monday she conjured Stevie Nicks, Kate Bush and Robyn with her physical presence. And all before the curtain even revealed an ultra-minimal backing band and a few light fixtures.
Lorde’s voice had a fine, sinister low range on “Ribs,” which nods at club music but which keeps the tension building for the entire song. She still sounds best when her harmonies are processed to an uncanny edge. But the accomplishment of Monday’s performance was to take those feelings of Internet-era disconnection and make a show of it.
This tour’s achievement is that Lorde finally looks free onstage. She’s casting off the limits pop loves to put on young women and is making full use of her talents and energy and these wide new stages. “Team” was written as an ode to old friends, but when the confetti fell from the cannons, thousands of young women in the crowd felt like they were on Lorde’s.
