FESTIVAL HIGHLIGHTS: Jorja Smith: NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert



June 11, 2018 | Sidney Madden — It’s a good thing the weather was gloomy the day Jorja Smith rolled in for her Tiny Desk concert. Even though the skies threatened rain and thunder, the overcast light lingering in our dimmed office space allowed the teardrop pendant lights, hung from the ceiling by her lighting team, to cast the desk in a warm, honey-hued glow. And while the nimble guitar strings and double-time drums of her supporting band was enough to dizzy the focus in the room, it was the U.K. singer’s slow, silky cadence that anchored the performance in tranquility.

As Smith worked her way up the scales to each high note in “On My Mind” (a track usually sung over a reverberated garage beat) and “Teenage Fantasy” (a ballad to love lost written when she was 16), there wasn’t an ounce of pressure evident in her face or body language. When she closed her eyes to deliver the rap verse of “Blue Lights,” the anti-injustice song that first positioned her as a SoundCloud darling in 2016, a hush fell over the room in awe of her precision.

Though Smith’s boldface collaborations to date range from Drake to Kali Uchis, her debut album Lost & Found is free of featured acts. Much like this Tiny Desk performance, those 12 tracks show off Smith’s talent in a minimalist way β€” musing about life and love with the ambiguity and sense of agency that only comes with newfound freedom.

After she finished, but before retreating to the comfort of Supreme sweats, Smith and her band bestowed the Tiny Desk with a blue lava lamp signed by every member. Keep an eye out for that Easter egg in future episodes.

Set List

“On My Mind”
“Teenage Fantasy”
“Blue Lights”

MUSICIANS
Jorja Smith, Femi Koleoso, Benjamin Totten, Mutale Chashi, Amane Suganami

CREDITS
Producers: Sidney Madden, Morgan Noelle Smith; Creative Director: Bob Boilen; Audio Engineer: Josh Rogosin; Videographers: Morgan Noelle Smith, Beck Harlan, Bronson Arcuri; Lighting: Tyler C. Trofatter; Production Assistant: Bobby Carter; Photo: Eslah Attar/NPR.

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26 thoughts on “FESTIVAL HIGHLIGHTS: Jorja Smith: NPR Music Tiny Desk Concert

  1. I can't get into her voice. It's annoying half way through. Probably would sound better if she opened her damn mouth and let her words out. But damn she fine!

  2. Don't want to feel you
    널 느끼고 μ‹Άμ§€μ•Šμ•„
    Don't want you on my mind
    λ‚΄ λ§ˆμŒμ€ 당신을 μ›ν•˜μ§€ μ•Šμ•„
    Don't want to feel you
    널 μ΄ν•΄ν•˜κΈ°λ„ μ‹«κ³ 
    Don't want you on my mind
    μ΄μ œλŠ” 더이상 당신을 μ›ν•˜μ§€ μ•Šμ•„
    Don't want to feel you
    널 느끼고 μ‹Άμ§€μ•Šλ‹€
    Don't want you on my mind

    Why on earth would I leave
    λ„λŒ€μ²΄ μ™œ λ‚œ λ„ˆμ„ λ– λ‚˜κ³  μ‹Άμ„κΉŒ?
    If you were everything I wanted you to be?
    λ°”λ‘œ λ„€κ°€ λ‚΄κ°€ μ›ν•˜λŠ” 전뢀인데?
    When I saw what you did, who you were with
    λ„ˆκ°€ ν•˜λŠ” 짓을 보면 λˆ„κ΅¬λž‘ ν•¨κ»˜ μ˜€λŠ”μ§€
    Got me questionin' the things that I believe
    λ‚΄κ°€ λ―ΏλŠ”κ²ƒμ— λŒ€ν•΄ μ§ˆλ¬Έμ„ ν•˜κ²Œ λ§Œλ“€λΏμ΄μ•Ό

    So I ask myself, do I let you go?
    λ‚΄ μžμ‹ ν•œν…Œ 물어보고 μ‹Άμ–΄~λ„ˆλ₯Ό λ†”μ€„κΉŒ?
    Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind?
    μ•„λ‹ˆλ©΄ κ·Έλƒ₯ λ‚΄ λ§ˆμŒμ†μ— λ‹΄μ•„λ‘˜κΉŒ?
    Now I'm growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
    이젠 λ‚˜λ„ λͺ¨λ“ κ±Έ μ•Œκ³ μžˆμ–΄ ~λ„ˆμ˜ μ‚¬νƒ•λ°œλ¦Ό 거짓말!
    Nothing's sweet about my misery, yeah
    λ‚΄ λΆˆν‰μ†μ— λ‹¬μ½€ν•œ 것은 μ—†μ–΄~

    I finally found what went wrong
    λ§ˆμΉ¨λ‚΄ λ‚΄κ°€ ν‹€λ Έλ‹€λŠ”κ±Έ μ•Œμ•˜μ–΄
    I finally found the wrong in you
    μ΄μ œλŠ” λ„ˆμ˜ λ‚˜μœ 진심을 κΉ¨λ‹¬μ•˜μ–΄
    I finally found what went wrong
    I finally found the wrong in you

    Don't want to feel you
    Don't want you on my mind
    Don't want to feel you
    Don't want you on my mind
    Don't want to feel you
    Don't want you on my mind

    You again, why'd you call?
    μ™œ 또 μ „ν™”λ₯Ό ν•œκ±°μ•Ό?
    I don't need to hear you cryin' out my name
    λ‚œ λ„ˆμ˜ μ§•μ§•κ±°λ¦¬λŠ” λͺ©μ†Œλ¦¬λ₯Ό λ“£κ³  싢지 μ•Šμ•„
    Unlike before when you and I laid eye to eye
    μ΄μ œλŠ” μ˜ˆμ „μ²˜λŸΌ λ„ˆλž‘ λ‹€μ‹œ λˆˆμ„ 마주치고 싢지 μ•Šμ•„
    Now it's time for you to taste the bitter end
    μ΄μ œλŠ” λ„€κ°€ μ“΄ 이별을 맞볼 μ°¨λ‘€μ•Ό-

    So I ask myself, do I let you go?
    Or do I keep you in the frame of my mind?
    NowI'm growing wise to your sugar-coated lies
    Nothing's sweet about my misery, yeah

    I finally found what went wrong
    I finally found the wrong in you
    I finally found what went wrong
    I finally found the wrong in you

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