Grace Jones at the Royal Albert Hall

Several months after having felt jealous of my friend Joanna when I read her thoughts on the high-octane and thrilling Grace Jones performance at the Hollywood Bowl, it was my turn to enjoy a musical experience to remember! I’ve been taken in by the magic of Grace Jones since the age of 9 when I first heard my mum play “Slave to the Rhythm” in the car on a long journey from Luxembourg to Spain. That was my first exposure to her music and I was irrevocably under the spell. Last night’s show at the Royal Albert Hall in London was a hypnotic process. I’m normally quite resistant to gigs and don’t usually like them (despite having a husband and some of my best friends in the music business) but yesterday evening I lost all sense of space. Time simply dissolved. I was transported into a world of imagination so intoxicating that two hours passed in what seemed one minute. At 62, Grace Jones continues to be a major star. A myth. One of the very few remaining in my opinion. Her voice is intense, playful, powerful and subjugated the entire audience who kept erupting ecstatically into applause and screams at her naughtiness, humour, sexiness, seductive dance moves and incredible body. The elaborate costumes created by Eiko Ishioka involved follies and excesses that proved as absorbing as the gig itself. Money definitely well spent!