Feelin’ Feist-y

REVIEW. A bright gold projection on the screen behind the stage showed a tiny sprite being let out of a lovely little lantern, and Leslie Feist herself gracefully galloped out to face an overwhelmingly appreciative crowd at her show Tuesday night. In her hand she held a glimmering light, and with this entrance, she symbolized the unleashing of Feist’s inimitable sound, not only upon the Bank of America Pavilion, but also upon an increasingly broader audience.

Her famous long bangs hung down like the loose straps of her guitar, as she began looping her own voice, creating a spiritual chant of sorts, and filling the Pavilion’s open dome with her haunting deep vocals.

Then a disco ball dropped and “When I Was A Young Girl” made the crowd forget about the heat and just groove in their seats. With the setting sun Feist picked up speed with a delightful version of “Mushaboom” that suddenly burst into “My Moon My Man,” the powerful tune behind Verizon Chocolate commercials.

Throughout the set, the only thing that drew attention away from the adorable singer were the constantly-shifting images behind her, projected by two video artists. For the unhurried “Honey, Honey,” the pair created a masterpiece of moving ocean waves with brown finger paint that swallowed a tiny sailboat. They used all sorts of materials, including a rainbow of tissue paper, cut-outs and even their own hands and faces.

Feist’s singular vocals slowed for her final few songs and lulled the audience, but in a good way — it was the kind of awe-struck admiration that lasted well into the night.