Willy Moon – Photo by Annie Lesser
and Willy Moon
made a better-than-expected pair at the Troubadour in Los Angeles last night. It seems pretty hard to open for Moon, considering the sexual undertones of his theatrics, but King stepped up to the challenge when, during her song Playing for Keeps,
she tugged on the hair of multiple men in the front row, even bringing her lips and tongue to their faces. Unlike the seriously sultry Moon, King is more playful, making jokes about masturbation and finishing her set with an upbeat cover of Khia’s My Neck, My Back.
Moon spent the majority of his performance backlit, singing and riffing while contorting his body to the music, doing backbends as he howled into the mic. He would grind against his guitarist/bassist Juliette Jackson, and even drop to the ground and writhe against the floor. When Moon gyrated his hips and reached out to audience members it echoed the moves of Elvis Presley, which fit perfectly with the old school rock sound that Moon lifts from classic rockers like Presley, Buddy Guy, Fats Domino and Link Wray. Moon’s songs are as fast as his hips though, and his set flew by—even with the encore, the performance was less than 40 minutes long. But every good showman knows: you always leave them wanting more.
Photos by Annie Lesser.