Grace Jones, Telegraph
There is always the possibility that things won't live up to one's expectations. This was most certainly not the case with Miss Jones and her Hurricane Tour last night.
She opened the show from a raised platform that slowly lowered her to the stage as she sang Nightclubbing. Dressed in a sculpted black jacket, footless tights, and a skull cap with a spike of feathers, the lady looked as if she meant business.
With each song her basic costume of leotard, footless tights, and high (but not outrageous) heels was transformed with a singular addition. This is Life, which followed Nightclubbing, saw the addition of the disc-like mohawk pictured above. For My Jamaican Guy we were treated to a raffia coat with raffia fringe and a hat that resembled the spire of an Eastern temple.
By The Grace of Goude
For the first encore number Miss Jones appeared in this crystal encrusted bowler while lasers beamed down on to it as she sang. Which song? I'm not exactly certain. For nearly two hours, I was in a state of euphoria adrift on a wave of margaritas.
It was a fabulous party. Everyone wore black. And, nobody touched the savories.
Now playing on iTunes: Grace Jones - William´s Blood