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Alexis and I got back from the Imogen Heap show at Canal Room in NYC a couple hours ago and we are still completely blown away. This was the last stop on her tour (WAIT! Immi said she'll be performing at The Living Room on Friday!) around the United States promoting her new album, Speak for Yourself. Immi fans will know that it's been out for a while in the UK and probably already have a copy (mine's signed!) but now you can get it for like 10 bucks from Amazon starting Tuesday. Anyway, about the show:
The bartenders were very nice and the drinks were very good. I had a couple Tanqueray and tonics after a Bud Light that was but two dollars cheaper, and Alexis had a couple Stoli Raspberry and Sprites. Now, on with the really important stuff. The opening band, I can't remember the name, was OK, but they need to learn to play more than chords on guitars. That said, they weren't awful. But they kind of were after eight songs. After a brief (20 minute) wait, Immi finally came on and completely tore the place apart piano stylee. The entire crowd of around 400 was enthralled (one could literally hear a whisper) with her piano and vocal renditions of electronic thrashers from her new album. She also performed a lot electronically but with new arrangements featuring live sampling, looping, and the playing of a new peculiar plucking instrument she picked up in San Diego. Acoustic bits would be followed immediately by heavy electronic beats for the chorus, then back to tiny sounds with sweet vocals. She even threw in a few tunes from her first album, I Megaphone, and played "Breathe In" (from her work with Guy Sigsworth as Frou Frou) as an encore. The best part (that could have been the worst part) was when I slid a CD of remixes I've done for her across the floor and, rather than landing near her slippers, it bounced off the mic stand and landed near the spare water bottle! Alexis and I devised a plan. At the end of the show, during the ear-shattering applause, somehow she heard us yell "Immi! The CD!" and looked our way, we pointed, she picked up the disc (on which I have spent dozens of days) and as she left the stage for the final time, she was carrying her two white fluffy slippers and my CD of remixes. Awesome.                   
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