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Yahoo
26-03-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
FKA twigs live in London: reaching for eusexua at an avant-garde rave
It's about half an hour into FKA twigs' long-awaited and rare headline show in London before you feel like you are being asked to experience eusexua with her. The made-up word, which titles the singer's excellent third album, has been described by twigs as the 'moment before an orgasm' or 'the pinnacle of human experience' and entered her consciousness after a month of late-night raving in Prague while on a film set. Here at the striking Greenwich venue Magazine, with its floor-to-ceiling windows looking out over the glistening Canary Wharf, twigs plays only her second full show in the UK since 2019, and mixes the striving for Eusexua with the highly choreographed and avant-garde routines that have defined her live shows to this point. Act One of three in the show – the same trio that split up the new album – is described as Practice. It sees twigs writhing around on stage, stalked by a superb and athletic set of dancers as she plays older tracks 'A Thousand Eyes', 'Mary Magdalene' and 'Hours'. The start to the show feels deliberately reserved, and when a curtain finally comes down on the cube at the stage's centre, the dancers inside are seen desperately clawing to get out. They – and twigs, who's been suspended in the air by chains – are finally let loose at the apex of the new album's euphoric title track as Act Two (State of Being) begins. Her pinpoint choreography thus far makes way for an uninhibited thrash around the front of the stage, pumping her fist as if she's back in the crowd at the rave in Prague. On Eusexua the album, it was refreshing to see twigs have fun after the heaviness of her work up until this point, and the point is even firmer during the live show. View this post on Instagram A post shared by FKA twigs (@fkatwigs) The staples of her previous live shows remain – 'Numbers' features a stunning routine with a sword, while '24hr Dog' sees her perform outrageously advanced pole dancing – but it's the moments when the new lightness and freedom of the Eusexua era come through strongest that she feels most at home. Before 'Keep It, Hold It', the stage turns into a TV set where twigs is harangued by an overly keen and chirpy interviewer. 'The show really feels like a culmination of the darkest times and the most euphoric times of…' twigs says when asked about this current era of her live performance, being cut off by her nightmare of an interviewer, who's clearly bored with her self-mythologising. For an artist who has always been treated – and has treated herself – with utmost seriousness, to see her skewering her own narrative like this is refreshing and welcome. While she stuns the room into silence with renditions of 'Cellophane' and 'Home To You' late on in the show, it's the highlights from Eusexua and sprightly, collab-heavy 2022 mixtape Caprisongs that translate the best, where twigs can shed the avant-garde and conceptual frameworks she's associated with and simply dance. Of all the mesmerising moments in this show, those are the ones that feel closest to eusexua.
Yahoo
22-03-2025
- Entertainment
- Yahoo
FKA twigs turns Aviva Studios into a den of writhing bodies
FKA twigs' appearance at her own concerts isn't a given. She cancelled the opening two shows of her 'Eusexua' tour in Prague and Berlin, citing shipping issues wanting to make sure 'the tour was perfect'. As a result, twigs' show at Manchester's Aviva Studios is the third stop on her 2025 tour and first in the UK. On a personal level, this was also my first chance to see twigs following her pulling out of two scheduled appearances at Primavera Sound in a row. READ MORE: High street fashion chain makes four-word announcement 5 years after closing down READ MORE: One man's mission to visit every Irish pub in the world On Wednesday night, the Manchester crowd at the Aviva Studios get the full show. Amid abyssal dark, twigs' lithe figure stalks through the stage surrounded by cloaked figures. For the first section of the show, Act I: The Practice, sudden spotlights reveal her body-armoured look and twigs cycles through a medley of older tracks, including hits from 'Magdalene' and 'LP1'. In keeping with her rave culture aesthetic from the latest album, twigs and her dancers contort around each other creating orgiastic chimeras of limbs over throbbing basslines. Join the Manchester Evening News WhatsApp group HERE Act I builds to a climax with our first glimpse of the new album in 'Striptease'. The salacious song has a now-stripped down twigs and her dancers cavort against a central square structure's fine fabric before it is pulled down to usher in the next part of the show, Act II: State of Being. Now twigs settles into the brunt of the performance, swinging on ropes in the centre of the girdered structure for title track 'Eusexua', an uncompromising building club anthem that's all glitches and pulsating rhythms. In the lead up to the album, twigs coined the term eusexua as a 'practice', 'a state of being' and 'the pinnacle of human experience'. The show is a paean to her central thesis of connection told through bodies writhing against each other in the dank atmospheres of underground clubs, most exemplified through the jittery percussion loops on Koreless-produced song 'Drums of Death'. It's not all brute hedonism though. Camera operators burst on the stage for an interlude that parodies disinterested music journalists teasing lurid meanings out of twigs as close-ups of the artist are circulated overhead on huge screens. This sets the stage for an intimate departure for 'Keep It, Hold It' and 'Sticky', the most reflective songs of the album. Here twigs lays bare the isolation felt in the spotlight. An unfortunate side-effect of the camera interlude is it highlights how much the visuals backing twigs and her dancers don't provide much to see for most of the show. Standing in the middle of the vast warehouse stage at Aviva Studios, I can catch most of the action. Shorter fans are left only with the epileptic lighting and the arena's impressive sound system. For a crowd of 4,000 people, it feels an oversight that the vast majority don't see the breadth of work twigs has put into the show's choreography. After a brief performance of 'Vogue', pulled off with all the confidence that a Madonna cover requires, twigs finishes this central act with 'Girl Feels Good' to a montage of masculine fury thrusting us into a den of female desire and acceptance. For the finale of the show, we enter Act III: The Pinnacle. Now, twigs stands alone to sing 'Magdalene' track 'Home with You'. Pared back from her dancers, twigs' voice is left alone to reverberate through the room. For most of the concert, she's been oscillating between dancing and slightly-too-brief moments of live singing. Now, the sheer guttural strength of her soprano silences the entire room, which hangs on each elongated pause in the verses. As twigs cycles through her last tracks, we build towards '24hr Dog', a comparatively gentle track about submission that delicately builds to an emphatic conclusion. Finally, she ends on the fan-favourite 'Cellophane'. Again the crowd is agape in silence as twigs' piercingly strong voice hits seemingly impossible highs. The lights come up and twigs utters her first words directly to the crowd. It's the only reprieve we get for the entire night. For all that she strikes a distant performer, anchored to a tightly choreographed show, through the surreal experience of a club night that effortlessly weaves together the themes of darkness and embrace, her artistry is without question.
The Guardian
22-03-2025
- Entertainment
- The Guardian
FKA twigs review – an eye-popping extravaganza of dancing and demons
Somewhere between a gig, a cutting-edge dance piece and a high-concept club night, the tour for the British multidisciplinary artist FKA twigs's latest album, Eusexua, boldly defies convention. It's exquisite and confounding. For one, it demands its audience be extremely tall to witness anything unless they are in the first dozen, tightly packed rows. The view is not great for the rest of the 4,800 people here – a shame, because there's so much to take in. Since her career began more than a decade ago, twigs's work has been doggedly conceptual, with a keen eye for visuals – physically grounded in movement as well as musically abstract. Defying convention is baked into her offering. Now it feels as though Tahliah Debrett Barnett has the audience, and the big label budget, to really go nuts with set design. A mysterious black cube broods centre stage as shrouded dancers contort their bodies. Encased in a hard-edged khaki bodice and flowing gown, twigs begins Act I a cappella, her delicate soprano in contrast to the harsh, monochrome environment. Her back catalogue is full of these contrasts, artfully delivered, but this set dials them up: the gossamer within the hard-edged, the sad inside the sexy. Mary Magdalene, from her 2019 Magdalene LP, finds twigs intoning about 'a woman's work, a woman's prerogative', quoting Kate Bush as disembodied, polyphonic backing vocals fill the space. Soon, though, we're in the judder of a warehouse rave. The set plunges into the club-oriented physicality of Eusexua, an album about a feeling that – roughly – translates as a kind of orgasmic flow state where the self dissolves, leaving pure inspiration in its wake. Everybody on stage is in their pants. Part throb, part sob, Eusexua's Room of Fools accurately restates the joyous abandon of dancing it out. We now refer to this as 'somatic healing', but – in one coining or another – expunging mental suffering through the body has always featured in human ritual movement. 'We're open wounds, just bleeding out the pressure,' twigs sings. The context here is that twigs unexpectedly found liberation at Prague warehouse raves while filming The Crow a couple of years back. The backstory to that, however, is gruelling – including, but not limited to, her relationship with the actor Shia LaBeouf. His trial for alleged assault, battery and emotional distress was postponed until September this year. 'I was hanging on by an eyelash,' twigs told Imogen Heap in an interview hosted by Spotify. Anyone wanting to pursue the Tahliah Debrett Barnett technique, meanwhile, should search for the 11-step somatic healing sequence twigs came up with to reattune: The Eleven. A few months back it became another movement piece, performed at Sotheby's. Later tonight, twigs and her dancers will find themselves trapped inside the stark cube's smothering, diaphanous walls, fighting their way out in a sort of 3D shadow play with impressive depth of field. Later still, the structure will be revealed as a skeleton of girders with pulleys, an industrial space with chain swings and a pole to dance on – play as torture, or the other way around. Twigs spends a lot of time spinning upside down, her physicality ecstatically sinuous and masochistically racked. Great swathes of this gig pass in choreography. Her troupe know they are working for a dancer who went pro in childhood, so bring their A-game to every twitch. One indisputable highlight comes with the terrific percussive workout Drums of Death, which re-enacts the Severance office vibe moves of the track's video. Another occurs on Girl Feels Good, an homage to Madonna that also takes its choreographic inspiration from her line dancing-themed Don't Tell Me video (2000). Purists will grouse that, with dance given equal billing, twigs does not actually sing every note. 'Live' is, admittedly, an elastic concept at many pop shows where the music so often arrives via playback. There's no band, but twigs's producer Koreless DJs and plays piano. Two dancers, Eddy Soares and James Vu Anh Pham, double as instrumentalists, with guitar, clarinet and piano given live cameos. And when twigs does grab a microphone, her range is magnificent, from coo to trill to bawl. Question marks must also hover over – spoiler alert – the prop beast that turns up in Act III, a winged demon that, eventually, appears to peel back its own head to reveal a giant baby-like mask of twigs's face. In a production laced with impactful moments delivered with elegance – the goring of a dancer in silhouette at the culmination of Numbers, the funny, affecting mid-set faux interview skit that segues into Keep It, Hold It – the monster feels overbaked. All is forgiven, though, as twigs's back catalogue dovetails into some of the most accessible music of her career. Perfect Stranger – the most commercial pop she has yet made – is an absolute banger that deserved vertiginous chart placings. It all ends with the 2019 track that she used to be most famous for, Cellophane. Long pregnant gaps between her sung lines climax into a pained howl. By this point, unscripted visuals have become part of the show – giant backlit silhouettes of twigs playing out on the venue walls.
The Independent
22-03-2025
- Entertainment
- The Independent
FKA twigs shows off her extraterrestrial star power at unbridled Eusexua rave
FKA twigs mounts a dancer on all fours and rides him across the stage. 'It feels nice,' the artist born Tahliah Barnett coos in her breathy, pixie voice. A group of pulsating performers surround her, two-stepping to the glitchy techno beat of 'Room of Fools'. The song appears on her club-inspired third album Eusexua, a term the 37-year-old coined to describe an enlightened state of clarity and freedom, like the 'moment before an orgasm'. 'Eusexua' might not have had the same impact as Charli XCX's 'Brat', but Eusexua the album – Twigs's first to reach the Top 10 in the UK – marks the pop star's wildly successful pivot to club music. It follows a knockout promotional campaign that has seen her trapped in cages inside east-London warehouse raves, dancing in Severance -style offices and posting soliloquies from her bathtub. She sounds right at home on the album, planting her experimental flag into a nightclub's sticky dance floor. One giant leap. Tonight, then, is twigs's victory dance. At Magazine London in the industrial Greenwich Peninsula, bright text flashes on a screen to introduce Act I: The Practice. Already, it's as if we've been transported to Berlin to watch the last ones standing at a techno nightclub (the type where phones are banned and it's socially unacceptable to arrive before 1am). twigs angrily rips off her beige maxi dress to reveal her nude underwear to the metallic thumps of 'Striptease'. 'I'm borderline, it's getting late, I feel alive,' she sings. Act II: State of Being sees twigs – a classically trained dancer – suspended upside-down in a chain swing as the album's title track plays. Our Eusexua bubble is briefly popped for a mashup of the turbocharged track 'Honda' (featuring Pa Salieu) and the party-ready dancehall song 'Papi Bones' (with Shygirl), both from 2022's Caprisongs. The rave continues in a Madonna-inspired segment, as dancers perform an electrifying catwalk routine to Madge's 1990 hit 'Vogue'. twigs appears in a black shimmering cowboy hat, do-si-doing to the 'Ray of Light'-hued 'Girl Feels Good'. The crowd sings along to the sound of warbling, trance-inflected synths: 'When a girl feels good, it makes the world go 'round.' Twigs's star power is unmistakable, and every facet of her extraterrestrial artistry is on display tonight. Across the two-hour set, she pirouettes around a pole in metallic pleasers to '24hr Dog', delivers a Kill Bill -style fight scene for 'Numbers' and executes intricate lift work at the flick of a switch. You're loath to look away, but visibility is perhaps the only issue here: complex choreography is frequently missed due to the shortness of the stage in such a huge industrial venue. That isn't enough to stop the party, though, and twigs certainly isn't done yet. She closes the night with an emotional acoustic rendition of 'Cellophane', a melancholy analysis of a crumbling relationship, from her 2019 album Magdalene. 'Why won't you do it for me? / When all I do is for you,' she demands, tearing up as she stands inside a gargantuan cube, her hair styled into spikes and her black PVC dress doubling as a tent. She nervously breathes down the microphone then stops. Somehow, she's commanded this rave into silence.
