Raye took to its extreme during a performance at London's Royal Albert Hall last night. The singer-songwriter, who has previously spoken candidly about suffering from body dysmorphia, stripped down to her underwear mid-rendition of her song, “Body Dysmorphia”, (Glamourmagazine)
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For one night only at the Royal Albert Hall, the dreams of Rachel Keen are reclaimed in glorious Technicolor: a live, recorded performance of her debut album My 21st Century Blues on a scale befitting the vision she has fought for almost a decade to execute. (Guardian)
Indeed, since severing ties with Polydor back in July 2021, the 25-year-old has decisively reframed her career, moving from featured vocalist at the mercy of major label A&Rs to an independent artist firmly in control of her own destiny, as Evening Standard reports.
February’s debut My 21st Century Blues offers a searing account of her path to this point, setting stories of addiction, sexual violence and anxiety to a vivid bricolage of jazz, soul, R&B, hip hop and EDM.
Laying down a live recording of the album for posterity, RAYE was equally unapologetic in speaking her truth last night. The result was an utterly unforgettable performance, every ounce as emotionally raw as it was musically polished.
From the old school Hollywood glitz of Oscar Winning Tears and Twin Peaks-esque jazz of Mary Jane to the sweeping strings powering electronic epic Black Mascara, her songs soared to bold new heights thanks to the epic arrangements of conductor Tom Richards. Encouraged by the spectacular setting, RAYE seized every opportunity to flex her impressive vocal range, moving fluidly between street-smart rhymes and scatted ad-libs, soulful vocal runs and operatic phrasing, while never losing sight of each song’s emotional core.
It was a resounding victory for the woman who, as a teenager, was known for featuring on David Guetta tracks, her unlikely journey completed by the Royal Albert Hall’s organ pipes roaring out over “Escapism” (“in the back of the taxi, sniffin’ cocaine”). “I remember for a long time not being taken seriously,” she said at the end. “I do not take you for granted . . . thank you for seeing me.”
