Within moments of watching the mega-voice in action, it’s clear she is also an uproarious host, MC and comic. It’s hard to imagine anyone doing this better (especially Alan Carr …)
What could have been contrived and navel-gazing feels, in Adele’s hands, authentic, down-to-earth and heartwarming. She is a master at deflecting praise and allergic to self-seriousness. In other words, she’s very good at being British.
I've been listening to this as a kind of stunt. Keep forgetting it's on but then I zone into it for a moment and realise to my surprise that I don't hate it. This album is actually not dissimilar to Jazmine Sullivan (who I love) in places.
This is probably in the same zone as Amy Winehouse, who I've never really listened to much – and maybe Alicia Keyes? Retro soul.