Marina Diamandis is winding up the wistful bridge of âI Am Not A Robotâ when something extraordinary happens. âLet the drum beat drop!â, she exclaims before disappearing into a puff of magic smoke on cue, like a pantomime pop Genie. The camera trickery at play is genius: when she instantly reappears in an eye-popping, bright green three-piece, the rhythm section behind her bursts into life for the songâs final chorus, and fans in the live chat of tonightâs livestream show go wild. âSheâs living her cucumber fantasy!â chirps one quick-witted commenter, remarking on the luridness of the Greek-Welsh artistâs outfit.
Perhaps itâs down to the cool minimalism of this one-off event â pre-recorded from a hazy, tumbleweed-strewn slice of Californian desert, no less â that this carefully choreographed costume change stands as the only real element of surprise throughout an hour-long set. These days, Marina (who scrapped the âand the Diamondsâ suffix in 2018), is less of a theatrical performer: sheâs ditched the (virtual) audience interaction and the Broadway-worthy dance routines, and she sings to backing tracks, which often get tangled in an echoey mix. The lack of visual effects throughout only exacerbates this issue.
That said, she’s ever the self-aware pop star who knows exactly what her cult-like fanbase wants â and she delivers. Marina proudly debuts songs from her latest album, the return-to-form âAncient Dreams In A Modern Landâ, released last week (June 11). The piano introspection of broad-strokes feminist anthem âManâs Worldâ (and later, the genuinely moving closer âGoodbyeâ) see her irresistible vocals soar high into the purple skies above, while âVenus Fly Trapâ â Marinaâs strongest single since the triumphant title track from 2015âs âFrootâ â is a campy romp.
It becomes increasingly noticeable, however, that this 15-song setlist is devoid of any of the lead singles from 2019âs âLove + Fearâ, a breezy record that was panned for its surface-level rumination on social issues. Instead, Marina leans on the reliable numbers of old: a live band adds an arena-rock breakdown to the aforementioned âFrootâ, while âHow To Be A Heartbreakerâ â aka Stan Twitterâs national anthem â morphs from a conspiratorial wink to a singalong party. Theyâre spectacular moments, sure, but the difference in energy between the hits and the newer tracks is palpable.
Marina is a charming performer, and her otherworldly talent â particularly an operatic vocal ability â is undeniable. But tonight, you canât help but wish for a greater pop spectacle to get lost in: a few more stage fireworks, a little more connection.
Marina played:
âAncient Dreams In A Modern Landâ
âVenus Fly Trapâ
âPurge The Poisonâ
âFrootâ
âManâs Worldâ
âHighly Emotional Peopleâ
âBlueâ
âNew Americaâ
âI Am Not A Robotâ
âPandoraâs Boxâ
âTo Be Humanâ
âHow To Be A Heartbreakerâ
âBubblegum Bitchâ
âI Love You But I Love Me Moreâ
âGoodbye’
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