I've never seen Feist before, so I went to the Palladium last night with kind of low expectations.
To think I doubted her. Feist was genuine and relaxed and funny onstage, and her voice sounded exactly like it does on her CD -- clear, pure, bell-like. I couldn't get over the sound of it. She'd open her mouth, and boom, all these ribbons would unfurl, without her looking like she was trying very hard. I just kept thinking: Where does a sound like that come from? Tried to come up with a modern-day vocal comparison, but the only thing I could think of was Olivia Newton John. Not sure if that entirely works. Actually, it probably doesn't work at all.
Feist performed for about an hour, while silhouettes in different shapes flashed on a screen behind her -- birds, a house, something that looked like a sheet of scales. She ran through most of the stuff on The Reminder. (My Moon My Man, 1234, Sea Lion, I Feel It All, So Sorry, The Park, etc.) And she did Mushaboom, I believe for the encore.
It's hard to make it out to mid-week shows, because when you get home, you're exhausted. (Or at least I am.) This was one that actually made the work-week stress go away. You could just zone out and listen to her and sway and hold your S.O.'s hand. Totally worth the $25 $35-with-fees ticket price.
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