Natalie Prass live review
Tonight is Natalie Prass’ first-ever London show, and only the second with her current band – not that you’d know it from the composure and easy charm with which the quartet rattle through the highlights of Prass’ effortlessly soulful debut. Indeed, the only giveaway of any nerves is Prass herself, filling the inter-song gaps alternately with effusive thanks for the support and bafflement at the pin-drop obedience of a midweek London room, although even that diffidence carries a goofy charisma that helps bridge the gap between her clear delight at playing for such a receptive crowd and the discomforting memories stirred up by singing her break-up album of songs. Then again, this isn’t a night for histrionics – Prass’s band are too classily competent for that, and Prass is an engagingly understated presence.
