Sarah and I also went with friends to see the extraordinary Alison Goldfrapp at Razzmatazz on Saturday night.
Blessed with an operatic voice, she commands the stage like some sexpot commando in gold high heel boots, black catsuit and pink cape. I can’t take too much electronic disco normally but it was an amazing performance that sent the place wild.
We stayed on in the packed upstairs party bar after the concert and she turned up, sin zapateros, a tiny, shy looking woman who patiently posed with every fan who wanted their picture taken. A real star.
Nice story about her in The Observer a couple of weeks back. Apparently she is also backing the turgid Coldplay on their European tour.
Reminds me of the time when I saw Genesis in their pomp with Peter Gabriel playing second fiddle to the ghastly Lindisfarne…