When Laura Marling finishes her piano-led performance of No One's Gonna Love You Like I Can, a tender love song for her daughter, she claims to feel shy. That was the biggest impostor syndrome I've ever felt singing at that piano, the 34-year-old says.
Marling's guitar playing is intricate, blending lead and sitar-like tones, while her vocals have taken on a richer, oaken quality since she emerged a clear victor from the stomp-clap folk-pop landscape in her teens.
The new material blooms from the centre of the setlist, as Marling is joined by a string ensemble and a local all-female choir. Your Girl, a meditative song on love and loss, feels particularly transcendent as the choral vocals fill the church.
It is thrilling when artists outperform their own records live, adding intuitive flourishes that sound as if they should have always been there. Marling's improvisation consistently has the gentle force to break hearts.
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