It's been a while since I've seen someone as plainly thrilled to be onstage as Yael is. She revels in the Bowery Ballroom's outcry of joy when she finally launches into "New Soul," and maybe 20 minutes later, deciding that the encore she'd just done was insufficient, she drags her amused band through the song again, tacking on several additional "La la la la la la la la la la la la" choruses, clearly just improvising, unwilling to leave the stage, refusing to let this moment go. For all her moaning about knitting hats and dying alone, Ingrid too has that happy-to-be-here ebullience, and maybe that's what resonates with artists like this, what accounts for their modest success and rampant marketability as the rest of the music world goes to shit. Cheer up, everyone. All we can do is keep buying.
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