Published on May 16, 2013 | by William Thomas0
Angel Haze, Scala, London@iamWilliamT
Back in January, I was writing a late-night essay with the radio on in the background, when a song come on that made me stop what I was doing.
Her name was Angel Haze and the track was New York. I was an instant fan. I went searching for more of her work, finding very few results.
A month later by chance I saw she was meant to be coming to London but had to postpone until May. I managed to find two tickets for my very trusting friend and me to attend this precarious event.
The venue – a converted cinema which closed in 1993, and later re-opened in the central London location – has played host to many bands and artists.
But tonight was about one woman, and she had cancelled all her European tour dates bar this one. “It felt special, it felt right to pay honour to London,” she mused halfway through.
With her debut album, Dirty Gold only 50 per cent complete, we were treated to her previous single releases, a few covers and one brand new single.
She brought the house down with her rendition of Eminem’s Cleanin’ Out My Closet – there were even people around me in tears.
After leaving without performing her title track New York, it was obvious she intended on returning, but that didn’t stop the chants for “ONE MORE SONG”!
She came back. She delivered. And then she hit us all with the surprise of a lifetime. On came Iggy Azalea. The crowd went wild!
Together they performed Kanye West and Jay-Z’s Otis. It was the perfect way to end the night.
As we began to leave, my friend turned to me and gushed a million words of thanks and praise.
We both decided that this night would go down in history.