A Kapinny post
Being a lucky birthday girl last month, I had tickets to see Goldfrapp last night at Sydney's Luna Park (thanks to my clever husband). You have to love a band that takes dressing up as seriously as it takes its (seriously good) music. I want to be Alison Goldfrapp. Here's my favourite image of her, from the 2006 Supernature album. Imagine making such a fabulous thing as those peacock tail shorts. (I won't ask you to imagine wearing them.)
So last night she was wearing a sparkly, shaggy, black cape/poncho thing that made her look like a short, black Big Bird with curly blonde hair. It was more fabulous than it sounds.
Under that was a pair of sparkly black legging/platform boots that, it turned out, go all the way up, jumpsuit style. It made me wonder what it was like to put on: do the platform boots dangle off your feet until you're all the way in?
For the encores, she swapped the cape for a wispy, wired silk organza top that gave her an angel wing silhouette, followed by a long-haired jacket, with the hair shaded from pale pink down to bright red. The first encore was a note-perfect 'Utopia', from Felt Mountain (2000): no mean feat, considering the previous hour's robust singing, with its operatic soprano-style beginning.