Review: Emily King

Emily King at The Spiegeltent
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Emily King in the Spiegeltent. Photo credit @_shaidy

I had no idea who Emily King was until I saw her name in the Auckland Arts Festival programme. I Googled her name straight away and was happy with what I saw.

I love her style, from her fitted shirts and funky hair style. My hair is similar to her’s but lacks the cool factor that King portrays to make her look stunning.

Dressed in a crisp white shirt,  New York native King wowed her Kiwi audience with her first visit to Auckland. It was an intimate and acoustic affair that made you feel the love that went into her performance.

King was humble, with a voice that was soothing and easy to listen to. Interaction with the crowd was minimal but appreciative as she delivered song after song from her latest album, The Switch.

Backup vocalist Jamie Woods added a soulful element to their brilliance with her talent and grace. King and Woods’s harmonic tones captured the connection they have as musicians and friends while they continued their angelic delivery of each song.

The show carried an incredible amount of love, passion, and creative talent. Local Maori musician Tama Waipara joined King and Woods on stage to give the crowd a bonus of hits. King announced that she had known Tama since she was 16 and their friendship showed in the way they interacted and harmonized throughout their performance.

It was one of those shows that I will remember for a very long time. She was that popular that I was unlucky in securing one of her CDs that were on sale at the end of the show.

Emily King gave me a wealth of emotions, all positive and heartfelt. I hope that promoters bring her back to play a full venue with a full band. When that day comes I will be there front row and centre and my emotions will flow and happiness will rain upon me and everyone else that dares to sit next to me.

Head to www.emilykingmusic.com  to check out more of this talented New York singer.

Romana Trego