Sassy, sharp-tongued, and strident, Lily Allen hardly minces words. It’s difficult to classify what, exactly, this British pop provocateur does – some switch-bladed compound of singing, rap, and cultural commentary set to production that’s fluid and intoxicating. In her music and interviews, Allen’s desire to rise to the Q-rating level of her peers is almost too palpable. Over time she’s at the very least decreasing her chances of ending up a Gestalt ghetto footnote; she won’t be Sheezus, but she won’t have to settle for being Uffie, either.
Thu., May 15, 8 p.m., 2014