….singing at the congas. Lalehs voice has grown a lot lately but it seems she almost doesn’t dare using it fully in all songs. Her appearance is still a rainbow of genres – everything from cabaret to Melanie to Niyaz – but all still totally Lalish.
I think about the nerdish and sour critic who wrote about her new album that she is just another ordinary singer-songwriter – he has not understood that she is one of those rare performers with a special radiation and presence on stage.
She has the audience totally in her hands, we even leave when she tells us the concert is over…we obey with a foolish smile in our faces and walk out like hypnotised while the band keeps playing the last tune. I even see bags and shoes that people forgot to take with them….