Concert Review

Buch’s vocal performance and intimate, often body-related lyrics added to this sense of watching someone’s creative process unfold. Because of her stripped-back song styles, consisting of a couple of synths, repeating guitar lines, and the occasional drum machine, her singing stood out. She has a soft, smooth, honey-like contralto voice, but it commanded the room.

Throughout his songs, Meek peppers his existential musings with strange string-theory stuff: love is the invisible dimensional structure of reality; we may reincarnate as light beams and photons bouncing around. Much like some of the most thematically interesting songs his other band, Big Thief, have put out, Meek can find a needle in a cosmic haystack—that is to say, he pulls off metaphors of wild association, braiding bluegrass and stardust in a way that makes folk music feel refreshingly of-the-times.

I was met at the door of Paradise Rock Club in a torrential downpour by a hype beast pleading in the face of security as earnestly as he could muster: “I swear to god. That is a real ID.” The hour of Feng was fast approaching.

In the Body High Tour, FKA twigs proved just how far she can take herself, from operatic vocals to afrobeat-dancehall, to ballroom, to pole dancing, to owning the stage simply by walking around with her hood up and a mic in her hand. Throughout the concert, I was reminded of the feeling that FKA twigs gave name to with her album “Eusexua”—a mixture of euphoria and sexuality, the body at its peak, egoless and immaterial. I can confidently say that Eusexua was present at the Body High Tour.

Something in the Way Festival is a hidden gem in the festival world, bringing out the best of all types of alternative music. Furthermore, it stands as a reminder of the importance of the alternative scenes people have made throughout the past decades.