Michael Hann

Felt like being caught on the moors in a storm: Keeley Forsyth, at the Barbican, reviewed

Plus: a lovely, comfy set from the Coral at O2 Forum Kentish Town

Keeley Forsyth’s hair hung over her face and she slithered and contorted in the gloom like she was possessed. Image: Sophie J. Stafford 
issue 19 March 2022

It took a moment to realise Keeley Forsyth was there. There were already three musicians, faint figures on a dark stage, wreathed in dry ice. And then, to their side, one became aware of a patch of darkness that was a little darker than the rest, and which seemed to be moving.

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