Tinashe: In the club, about the club


A Sunday night show at a Minneapolis club with a standing capacity of 1,300 is just about as tentative a soft opening as you’d expect for a world tour in support of an album that still lacks a release date. Tinashe’s direct-to-Jumbotron performance style was an awkward fit for a small room. Even when she slowed down for a balladified “That’s the Way Love Goes,” which ebbed into “Same Old Love” just to make sure she didn’t lose the kids, Tinashe interacted with humans just a hundred feet from her as though from hundreds of miles.

But so what if she’s no natural onstage? She’s not about to hit the Chitlin’ Circuit. “Player” improves just as much as you’d expect once Chris Brown is subtracted, the great mixtape Amethyst was represented by “Looking 4 It” (“you ain’t Tupac, bitch”), and once she got to the hits (in the last third of a show that lasted almost exactly one hour) the material took care of itself. Also, everybody up on that stage sure could dance.

Which is a roundabout way of saying I stand by most of what I wrote in this Tinashe primer last Friday. So, ICYMI and all that.

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