A jolly good urban show (a bit bonkers, though)

The rascal at the BBC Electric Proms in 2009

P.S. “Some people say I’m bonkers, but I just think I’m free." Bonkers.

The last Proms concert I went to during that visit to the Metropolis was the Urban Classic one. Dizzee Rascal wasn’t there, but a few of his mates were: some raised the roof, others just the eyebrows. Unfortunately, the orchestra, led by Jules Buckley, played the second fiddle for a lot of the time, so at times the gig tasted half-baked. I must finish on a happier note: for all its acquired and inherent faults, the BBC can still do inspired and inspiring stuff.

Maveric Sabre: the first in the line-up, deservedly; a hoarsely brilliant maveric.

 

Mvula: I bet she has a future, but for the time being - a bit overrated as a song-writer and a tad monotonous as a singer. I didn like what seemed an affected manner in her singing.

 

 

"Lady" Leshurr: yes, funny, if that was the idea; but needs to work on her elocution.

Fazer: mixed feelings (mine; those of a contingent of hard-core fans present in the Royal Albert Hall were pretty unmixed: they screamed every time his name, or just the first letter thereof, was mentioned; and at various other times). No mixed feelings about the Seven Chapters, though - a medley crew of his protégés – who sang and played just  another bland pop number,  perhaps produced and written by Fazer himself.