Laura Marling

Barfly, LondonWhat strikes you first is Laura Marling's newfound authority. The shy, fragile-looking teenager who, two years ago, seemed to be singing half to herself has been replaced by a woman in total command of her material – looking her audience squarely in the eye and performing with a relaxed, dynamic confidence. Little shakes her, whether the heat in the Barfly that causes a couple of audience members to faint, or her own abrupt ending to Failure, when she suddenly realises that ...

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