SPIRITED AWAY
FLOODED IN PINK, TEAL, AND VIOLET LIGHT beams and surrounded by a thick fog, singer Brittany Howard emerges before a racially- and gender-diverse crowd on stage at the Moore Theatre in Seattle. It’s mid-November (less than two months after she dropped her debut solo album, Jaime) in the wet, chilly city, but there’s a noticeable warmth in this medium-sized venue. Howard cloaked in all black—save a silvery, sequined cardigan, grips her guitar as if it’s the most cherished thing she’s ever held. As a mellow, yet heavy drum beat gears up, she begins the concert with “He Loves Me,” a soulful ode to God and what spirituality means to her.
“I know he still loves me when / I’m smoking blunts / Loves me when I’m drinking too much / He loves me then, yeah,” she sings out to the crowd.
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