Jesca Hoop | Pop review

The Slaughtered Lamb, LondonThere's a thin line between genuine eccentricity and precious affectation of weirdness, but Jesca Hoop walks it well. Few are the moments when she appears as just another wraith joining the dots between Nico, Kate Bush and Cat Power; this impression strikes not when she's singing, but when she struggles to entertain us while waiting for her accompanist Jimmy to retune his guitar. Her insistence that the song Four Dreams won't work unless she wears a black leather crow...

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