Rap's queen reaches end of her reign
You wonder how it came to this: how a razor-tongued talent once among rap's most revered names, able to straddle gleaming pop on smashes such as Starships and snarling trap on tracks such as Only, stooped to offering two-for-one tickets to her first London show in years, due to slow sales. Tonight's disjointed drag of a performance suggests it is not all down to the bad PR of her beef with Cardi, US rap's new national treasure. After a blistering first 15 minutes that peaks with fiery female masturbation anthem Feeling Myself, things starts to sag as her neon-pink, chameleonic hip-pop gives way to lengthy sections devoted to ballads like Grand Piano, mimed from behind a veil, and EDM experiments such as Pound the Alarm.
But by the time she closes with 2011's Super Bass to a depleting room (she went on stage an hour late, and last trains beckon), the sugar rush has long since faded.
2/5
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