I love her. This is the first time I’d seen her live and she was amazing. Like Pavarotti, her voice is magnificent and it all appears so effortless. She could be reading the paper and scratching her non-existent arse at the same time there seems so little exertion.
She does do this one thing I’d noticed before and it makes me feel quite uncomfortable to see. She grabs the hem of her dress and pulls it up in a teasing way like a little girl busting for a wee. I’m always wincing, hoping we don’t get to gusset level. But it’s her thing, like Jo Cocker’s spasticated moves, it’s wholely her own.
Her band are superb. Sexy fun and clearly paternal towards her, thank God, particulary her backing singers one of whom is so hot to trot Zalon I think. Got some groovy 1950s dance move’s going on which I have to say, looked fantastic mimicked by me in wellies!
And I love her even more for her end of show mad mad comments. ‘you’ve been really nice….not everyone’s nice…..usually it’s boo…..booooooooo…..booo….they just go boo…boo. But you’ve been alright’ And not a mention of Blake. So good on you Amy. You slightly bonkers, fantastic, addled wunderkind.