Grimes. Grimes Grimes Grimes. The freak pop nymph on everyone's blogs and "best of" playlists for the past year sold out four nights in NYC, splitting her appearances between Bowery Ballroom and Music Hall of Williamsburg (with one cancelled show at the latter—thanks for nothing, Sandy, you whore-icane). Preceeded by openers Blood Orange and Elite Gymnastics, Grimes took the stage flanked by lanky, writhing dancers and shrouded by a ethereal haze of lights, mist, and foliage. It was all very...Grimesy. Check out Andrew St. Clair's snaps below.
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