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Since re-opening its doors, O2 Academy Brixton has been up to its usual tricks, housing a diverse array of the best UK and international talent. It’s been a second home this autumn, having personally attending everything from Overmono raucous outing to Kurupt FM’s 10th anniversary celebration. Few have come close in excitement though, to an evening with the indelible queen of jungle, Nia Archives.

I’ve followed the Bradford-native since her genre-mish-mash debut single “Sober Feels”, all the way up until this year’s triumphant Mercury-nominated, zeitgeist-capturing debut full-length, Silence Is Loud. And so it feels a special and fitting moment to be waiting, impatiently, in the sprawling vape-heavy queue to enter a gateway into pure, unadulterated partying. Excitement masks the cold for many; for me though, it’s frustration—the peerless Hi-Tech, whom I spent a devastatingly fun hour with a few months prior, are currently blessing the stage whilst the line trawls around the venue’s box-like structure. I admit defeat in catching any of the trio’s mesmerisingly menacing set, and take a deep breath—I’m not out of options after all, there’s unfinished business here.

Eventually entering the establishment and helping myself to some light refreshments, I find myself minutes away from Nia’s arrival. In the meantime, the stage set-up catches my eye, with a classic festival-like shed the setting for Nia’s ensuing spinning. The live show, made in collaboration with Swear Studio, is superbly conceptualised, visually esteemed with “multi-layered video elements, live camera feeds, and versatile set and lighting design to complement Nia’s high-octane live performance,” as creative director Stephen Gallagher explains.

Nia enters the stage to a mountainous roar. The admiration and endearment felt towards her from the sold-out crowd is palpable. Donning a puff-sleeved checkered baby doll dress, she flows as one with the booming instrumentation, shifting the attendees into gear with some sample-led jungle and garage productions. The walls of energy serenade the room as she hits the decks and dances around the stage.

Finding the middle ground as a singer-songwriter and DJ/producer is tricky, and it feels—to begin with at least—that Archives trusts her spinning chops more than her fleshed out original songs, pinning a large majority of her 75 or so minute set on crowd-pleasing sample-based supplements, ideal for a Friday night of light hedonism. Personally, as such a fan of Nia’s original music, I’d like her to lean further into her back catalogue. But when she does finally get cracking with her own tunes with album closer “So Tell Me…”, and the momentum flips from skanking to sing-along, any subtle grievance is quickly forgotten.

From there, it’s back-to-back bangers and headz [have] gone west. It’s a coterie of cuts rooted deeply in electronic music’s eclectic nature, in British culture and in her Jamaican heritage, from the playful “Forbidden Feelingz” to the wistful witticism of “Crowded Roomz” and barnstorming “Baianá”. With the crowd in the palm of her hands, Nia revels in every second of the show, enjoying it as much as anyone there, flinging her limbs in unison with her thousands of interim companions.

As I sneak out 30 seconds early, I observe a room full of love and joy. It’s clear that the multi-faceted supernova I’ve just witnessed has quietly become one of the UK’s leading musical lights, and that this Brixton extravaganza is just the latest in a long line of evidence. Where she will go from here musically is anyone’s guess. One thing’s for sure though—Nia Archives will always have a home on the dance-floor.

Listen to Silence Is Loud…

Since re-opening its doors, O2 Academy Brixton has been up to its usual tricks, housing a diverse array of the best UK and international talent. It’s been a second home this autumn, having personally attending everything from Overmono raucous outing to Kurupt FM’s 10th anniversary celebration. Few have come close in excitement though, to an evening with the indelible queen of jungle, Nia Archives.

I’ve followed the Bradford-native since her genre-mish-mash debut single “Sober Feels”, all the way up until this year’s triumphant Mercury-nominated, zeitgeist-capturing debut full-length, Silence Is Loud. And so it feels a special and fitting moment to be waiting, impatiently, in the sprawling vape-heavy queue to enter a gateway into pure, unadulterated partying. Excitement masks the cold for many; for me though, it’s frustration—the peerless Hi-Tech, whom I spent a devastatingly fun hour with a few months prior, are currently blessing the stage whilst the line trawls around the venue’s box-like structure. I admit defeat in catching any of the trio’s mesmerisingly menacing set, and take a deep breath—I’m not out of options after all, there’s unfinished business here.

Eventually entering the establishment and helping myself to some light refreshments, I find myself minutes away from Nia’s arrival. In the meantime, the stage set-up catches my eye, with a classic festival-like shed the setting for Nia’s ensuing spinning. The live show, made in collaboration with Swear Studio, is superbly conceptualised, visually esteemed with “multi-layered video elements, live camera feeds, and versatile set and lighting design to complement Nia’s high-octane live performance,” as creative director Stephen Gallagher explains.

Nia enters the stage to a mountainous roar. The admiration and endearment felt towards her from the sold-out crowd is palpable. Donning a puff-sleeved checkered baby doll dress, she flows as one with the booming instrumentation, shifting the attendees into gear with some sample-led jungle and garage productions. The walls of energy serenade the room as she hits the decks and dances around the stage.

Finding the middle ground as a singer-songwriter and DJ/producer is tricky, and it feels—to begin with at least—that Archives trusts her spinning chops more than her fleshed out original songs, pinning a large majority of her 75 or so minute set on crowd-pleasing sample-based supplements, ideal for a Friday night of light hedonism. Personally, as such a fan of Nia’s original music, I’d like her to lean further into her back catalogue. But when she does finally get cracking with her own tunes with album closer “So Tell Me…”, and the momentum flips from skanking to sing-along, any subtle grievance is quickly forgotten.

From there, it’s back-to-back bangers and headz [have] gone west. It’s a coterie of cuts rooted deeply in electronic music’s eclectic nature, in British culture and in her Jamaican heritage, from the playful “Forbidden Feelingz” to the wistful witticism of “Crowded Roomz” and barnstorming “Baianá”. With the crowd in the palm of her hands, Nia revels in every second of the show, enjoying it as much as anyone there, flinging her limbs in unison with her thousands of interim companions.

As I sneak out 30 seconds early, I observe a room full of love and joy. It’s clear that the multi-faceted supernova I’ve just witnessed has quietly become one of the UK’s leading musical lights, and that this Brixton extravaganza is just the latest in a long line of evidence. Where she will go from here musically is anyone’s guess. One thing’s for sure though—Nia Archives will always have a home on the dance-floor.

Listen to Silence Is Loud…