Jorja Smith: Tiny Desk Concert

It’s a good thing the weather was gloomy the day Jorja Smith rolled in for her Tiny Desk concert. Even though the skies threatened rain and thunder, the overcast light lingering in our dimmed office space allowed the teardrop pendant lights, hung from the ceiling by her lighting team, to cast the desk in a warm, honey-hued glow. And while the nimble guitar strings and double-time drums of her supporting band was enough to dizzy the focus in the room, it was the U.K. singer’s slow, silky cadence that anchored the performance in tranquility. As Smith worked her way up the scales to each high note in “On My Mind“ (a track usually sung over a reverberated garage beat) and “Teenage Fantasy“ (a ballad to love lost written when she was 16), there wasn’t an ounce of pressure evident in her face or body language. When she closed her eyes to deliver the rap verse of “Blue Lights,“ the anti-injustice song that first positioned her as a SoundCloud darling in 2016, a hush fell over the room in awe of her precision. Thou