Halsey
Hordern Pavilion, April 22
★★½
What sets 23-year-old US singer Halsey apart from the crowded post-Lorde electro-pop pack, is her distinct voice: both husky and tender. It's a powerful instrument that effortlessly conveys strength and softness in equal measure.
It's a shame, then, that at this packed show it's difficult to distinguish when she's actually using it: the blaring backing tracks are thick with her multi-layered vocals, and tellingly there are several times when the movements of her mouth and the audio don't sync.
It's symptomatic of a performance in which the artist – born Ashley Frangipane – seems only part-invested. She's content mostly to prowl the stage rather than engage in any kinetic Beyonce-level choreography (not that she should be expected to, but it would at least excuse the miming), and the lone dancer clad in what looks like a plastic raincoat serves only to add an air of budgetary constraint – not likely the intended effect.
Still, the devoted crowd of largely twenty-something women go wild for radio hits Bad at Love, Alone and Not Afraid Anymore, the latter bringing in some theatricality as Halsey and her dancer splash and stomp around in water (perhaps that explains the raincoat).