The way Marina Diamandis was tweeting last year – samples include “I hate pop” and “I want to disappear into a k-hole of Cheetos and beer” – some were half expecting the girl who used to be pop’s Next Big Thing to give up. Not that her debut album, The Family Jewels, did badly exactly but, after all the hype, anything short of becoming a mini-Gaga was destined to be a disappointment. But Marina’s made of tougher stuff. She’s back, and this time around, she seems to really mean business.
The Welsh prodigy has apparently thrown the kitchen sink at her new album, Electra Heart. With a production team whose CVs include Rihanna and Katy Perry, they've written a concept album that "epitomises and embodies the illusions of American ideologies involved in the corruption of self". Hmm. But still the most important question last night was not what she thought of Obama and stuff, but rather whether she’d retained the joyful eccentricity that made The Family Jewels sound like Kate Bush doing Buggles?
By the looks on the faces of the crowd they were glad to be in her Technicolor world for the night