CONCERT: Nicki Minaj – VG

brutes in pink mist.

CONCERT: Nicki Minaj

LOCATION: Oslo Spektrum

AUDIENCE: ca. 6000

CURRENT ALBUM: “The Pink Print”

The screen forming scene backdrop lights up a dark spectrum, first with a pompous black / white tour video, then with, more properly, a bright light that gets the audience to resemble candy.

But rosafargens foremost champion, the 32-year-old Nicki Minaj, opens the show as elegant as the black dress she’s wearing – she hoisted up on stage to the cool “All things go,” and “In lied”, and her prettiest crossover song, “The Crying Game.” She hovers alone on stage over a thin blanket of smoke.

Nicki Minaj

(Album) The Pink Print (Deluxe)

She starts black and cool, but the bombastic colors coming in for tonight’s first of countless anttrekkbytter, the the hard raprekken from “Feeling Myself” to the great Maya Jane Coles sampler “Truffle Butter” and she dazzles rapmessig on “Only,” “Looking Ass” and “I Want Some More” – although it visually looks more like a strip show than an rapkonsert.

Tonight first 14 songs manifests, among a leavened circus of colors, shapes and fat dancers, Minaj clout as a rapper. She has a grandiose personality, technical flair and a reckless brutality most rappers should envy her.

But the last half is characterized by a landscape in which more artists are better than her.

Sure, “Marilyn Monroe” evokes singalong, but also her most superficial and nausea attempt at a heart jerking ballad.

“Grand Piano” is Katy Perry light. She sings however surprisingly well in “Save Me” and among the ballads and the total an identity dance tunes (like the deplorable roast song “Pound The Alarm” and Guetta collaboration “Turn Me On”), she uses the most energy to communicate with the public, in the form charming small talk.

She picks out an avid fan of the crowd, posing for photos and brags that she brags Norway in one of their songs: “Nobody’s fuckin with Norway, I said it. “

And then it’s between tunes her personality emerges.

Sandeep Singh