There’s nothing bad to be said about music that makes you feel really cool when you’re driving, and Boucher’s brand of techno-indie gothesque jams are uptempo while still introspective. But live, Boucher’s persona is demure and adorably self-aware. She almost seemed kind of shy in between songs, like she was a 15-year-old girl playing music in front of her friends for the first time. I was thinking about this a lot in the afterglow of her incredible set last night.
I’ve come to the conclusion that her shy-ish on-stage presence comes from the fact that this girl KNOWS she’s good, so she doesn’t have anything to gain by acting coolier-than-thou.
Her voice, while on the record is affected and complementary to the synth’d out beats she’s making, has a soulful quality when heard live that was pretty unexpected. In the best fucking way possible, of course. She absolutely killed it last night. I’ve very rarely left a show feeling like the performer both blew my mind with her sheer talent and also made me want to be best friends with her. Plus she’s really pretty. #ladycrush
Jason Speakman was on hand to take photos of/fall madly in love with Grimes. Check out the first thing in the below