September 5, Alexandra Palace: The super-producer’s hugely ambitious mini residency underlines his ability to forge a connection and offer balm for the soul

It’s perfect that Alexandra Palace, the 10,000-capacity venue that sees Fred Again.. play a four-night mini residency this week, offers one of the most humbling views of London – skyscrapers, intersections, houses and all. All those people, all those lives.

The 30-year-old super-producer’s music, a mix of ambient house and techno through which he weaves voice notes of friends and strangers alike, magically turning their words into anthemic lyrics about community and connection, clearly captured some kind of zeitgeist in the pandemic. Having graduated from producing for the likes of Ed Sheeran and Rita Ora, he’s created something close to his own musical language via his ‘Actual Life’ series of three albums and an EP, the latter of which was released two months into Covid. It’s easy to see why: this is deeply emotional dance music that found its audience at a time when we couldn’t see our loved ones and dancing was out of the question.

So tonight marks a milestone. With precisely 35,246 tickets shifted for the four shows, all of which sold out instantly, it’s as much a belated celebration of being on the other side of that dreadful period as it is of Fred Gibson’s rise. The atmosphere outside Ally Pally seems more like that of a festival than of a Tuesday night gig. Groups of friends wrap their arms around one another for photos in front of that killer view; a snapshot in time.

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Fred Again.. live at Alexandra Palace. Credit: Sam Neill.

What follows is an audiovisual experience that combines more homey looking videos with a stunning light show – at one point, the ceiling is illuminated by dangling red bulbs that throb against the darkened venue – and music that shifts between massive and muted.

It turns out those keyrings are intended to cover your iPhone torch. When everyone fires them up it should create, in Fred’s words, “a sea of blue”. Yet that’s not the piece de resistance: this occurs when he disappears among the crowd to reappear at the other end of the venue, where he continues the performance from a podium over which hangs a screen that bathes him in light. It looks like something from Kanye’s ‘The Life of Pablo’ era. The whole thing is often astonishing, though the keyring trick doesn’t quite come off and hushed piano interludes rob the show of its momentum.

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Fred again.. live at Alexandra Palace. Credit: Sam Neill.

Outside, afterwards, looking down across the city, 27-year-old fan Charlotte summons the intimate spirit of the night: “At one point, I closed my eyes and thought I was the only person there for a bit.” 23-year-old Prav, meanwhile, hails the “interactive” elements of the performance that saw Fred move out amongst the crowd – the physical manifestation of the producer’s relationship with his audience. Together they capture the unique way in which Gibson’s music has resonated with people as both a vehicle for connection and a balm for the soul.

Another fan tells NME that Fred’s music is “so personal” and that she heard the first ‘Actual Life’ album after she’d to London from Dublin. “I didn’t know anyone in London,” she says, “and his voice notes… it was like I had a mate over here.”

She then shares a deeply personal story about losing her father during this period and explains that tonight marks her third anniversary in the city. Fred, she says, “got me though a lot of shit”. Before we part, she locks eyes and implores: “If you know him, please tell him thanks so much for helping me get to this place.”

If only we could hear Norma Desmond belt out, “Don’t cha wish your girlfriend, that little tart Betty Schaefer, was hot like me?”

That moment doesn’t come during Nicole Scherzinger’s latest series of performances, which made an entertaining stop Thursday night at Walt Disney Concert Hall in downtown Los Angeles. The evening felt like two shows in one, musical theater tunes filled most of the night, while the familiar Pussycat Dolls hits dominated the final stretch.

Even so, the mix didn’t feel disjointed. When Scherzinger performed two powerhouse numbers from Sunset Blvd., the stage production that reignited her career, it was clear that her Norma Desmond is far from a tragic relic. The reimagined version she starred in on Broadway and the West End turned Norma into a glamorous, self-aware woman who still knows how to command attention. And it worked.

There’s still a sense of longing among Los Angeles theater fans who never got to see her Sunset run live. Many did make the trip east to witness her Tony-winning turn in late 2024 and early 2025. “You were everything in Sunset!” someone shouted from the audience, a perfect comment for a diva’s big night. The crowd seemed split between those who had already experienced her Broadway performance and those finally getting the chance to see what the buzz was about.

When the Sunset section arrived midway through the concert’s second act, “the show that got me here today,” as she told the audience, With One Look served as the warm-up. The real showstopper was As If We Never Said Goodbye, a moment that recalled Barbra Streisand’s grand interpretation of the same Andrew Lloyd Webber song. As she sang, you could feel the audience itching to leap to their feet, holding their breath until the final note before erupting into applause.

Not long after that peak, Scherzinger swapped elegance for attitude, segueing into the Pussycat Dolls’ Buttons while revealing a sleek, button-free catsuit. Though she now leans toward her stage-actor era, she clearly hasn’t lost her pop-star spark, gliding through familiar choreography with the same energy that once filled arenas.

Nicole Scherzinger at Walt Disney Concert Hall, Oct. 30, 2025.Timothy Norris/Los Angeles Philharmonic

This wasn’t part of a full tour but rather the finale of a three-date run at legendary venues, Royal Albert Hall, Carnegie Hall, and finally Disney Hall, just one day after being honored at Variety’s Power of Women L.A. event. You can easily imagine her taking this format on the road or setting up a residency. Whether audiences come for the Dolls material or her Broadway ballads, she’d probably win them all over by the end.

The concert opened with an unmistakable statement of intent as she tackled Don’t Rain on My Parade. For someone relatively new to the musical theater spotlight, it was a bold move, practically stepping onto Streisand’s territory. Her performance was strong, though traditional, and from there she loosened up with a sultry take on I Put a Spell on You. She followed it with Diamonds Are Forever, a perfect nod to the greatest Bond theme ever recorded. While Shirley Bassey remains unmatched, Scherzinger handled it impressively, and certainly more convincingly than Doja Cat’s recent Oscar misfire.

The mood shifted when she introduced her first recognizable hit, playfully leading in with, “Y’all look so good, I think I might ‘stickwitu’ forever. That reminds me of a song…” It was a brief nostalgic detour before returning to theater classics. A medley of Sondheim’s Losing My Mind and Not a Day Goes By hinted at the emotional terrain that would define the Sunset segment later on.

For her pre-intermission closer, Scherzinger delivered Maybe This Time from Cabaret, the ultimate anthem for underdogs. While she might not fit today’s trend of casting fragile waifs in the role, her confident, powerhouse take recalled the days when performers aimed for sheer vocal impact. At the end, she injected a touch of humor by crouching near her side table, seemingly searching for something, before triumphantly raising her Tony and Olivier Awards, declaring, “Maybe this time, I’ll win!” She affectionately introduced them as “Laurence and Antoinette.”

Intermission thoughts: You either adore this kind of showbiz extravagance or you don’t. The patter, the bravado, the storytelling, it’s all part of an old-school charm that’s rare these days. Scherzinger feels born for this space between pop stardom and theater royalty. She’s as confident delivering quips between songs as she is nailing coloratura runs. If this marks the beginning of her next era, one that leads to her singing I’m Still Here two decades from now, she’s on the right path.

“The ladies are looking absolutely divine,” she told the crowd, before adding, “A lot of hot men in the house tonight.” She knows how to work a room, whether it’s the posh halls of Carnegie or the lively energy of Royal Albert. “Looks like all the WeHos showed up,” she joked, drawing thunderous laughter.

Her humor stayed sharp throughout. Speaking about her mixed background, she said, “I’m Hawaiian, Filipino, Spanish, Chinese, Polish… Irish 2%… and I’ve also got some English in me. His name is Thom.” The crowd laughed as she gestured toward her fiancé, Thom Evans. Later, she introduced her only original song of the night, Bullshit, explaining, “This is my idea of a love song. It’s about waiting for that special someone to, how do you say, get it together and put a ring on it.” After flashing her engagement ring, she grinned: “Needless to say, he got the message.”

Scherzinger didn’t neglect the audience behind her either. “You’ve got the best seats in the house!” she told the upper balconies early on, then later joked about forgetting they were there. “Oh great, you guys are here; I’d forgotten. Give it up for my surprise party back there.” She grew emotional recalling her connection to Prince, calling him “a big part of who I am — my mentor, my big brother.” Turning away for a moment, she dabbed her eyes and laughed, “Thank God for these tissues.”

Her rendition of Purple Rain honored that bond beautifully. For the crowd’s LGBTQ+ contingent, she offered a powerful take on I Am What I Am, the Jerry Herman anthem from La Cage aux Folles. To please the musical theater purists, she opened her final act with the cheeky Show Off from The Drowsy Chaperone, fully embracing its playful spirit.

Appearing in what looked like a stylish dressing gown, she sipped tea and quipped, “Let me put this down before I spill too much,” before slipping into a more revealing look as the show built toward its sultry finale.

The closing Pussycat Dolls medley found her dancing in black lace and heels, towering in presence and energy. It was pure showgirl glamour, the kind of spectacle that could anchor a Vegas residency without question.

But what lingered most for the Disney Hall audience was that breathtaking Sunset Blvd. sequence, where Scherzinger’s Norma Desmond shimmered once again, this time without the Broadway cameras or heavy dramatics. Instead, she delivered something softer, warmer, and irresistibly magnetic. Norma didn’t have to be a villain that night, because from this dazzling performance, it was already clear that Nicole Scherzinger herself is the real showstopper.

Setlist for Nicole Scherzinger at Walt Disney Concert Hall in Los Angeles, Oct. 30, 2025:

Don’t Rain on My Parade
I Put a Spell on You
Diamonds Are Forever
Stickwitu
You Raise Me Up/Reflection
Losing My Mind/Not a Day Goes By
Maybe This Time

Set 2:
I Am What I Am
Bullshit
With One Look
As If We Never Said Goodbye
Purple Rain

Set 3:
Show Off
Buttons
When I Grow Up
Don’t Cha
Don’t Hold Your Breath

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