Maisie Peters at Koko

“Before the bloom, you have to get your hands dirty,” says Maisie Peters, her voice filtering onto the empty mist-infected stage. From this moment, we learn that this is not any old tour. This show is designed to take us through the eras and fan favourites, steering away from the typical promotional setlist of old, and it doesn’t disappoint.

Peters bursts on stage, opening with Love Him I Don’t, before committing to the nostalgia kick with a rendition of her first-ever single, Place We Were Made, which benefits from her now richer voice and added harmonies.

Her performance of Vampire Time is confident, despite having debuted just three weeks ago, and the transition from Say My Name in Your Sleep into a cover of the Silver Springs chorus – Stevie Nicks is a big inspiration to the artist – is seamless.

In the final stretch of the gig, Peters brings out Paris Paloma, the British artist of Labour fame (the song went viral on TikTok within 24 hours of release) and her support act from 2024. Together, they sing Paloma’s famed song, bouncing across the stage in an obviously (but not successfully) affected sexiness. The pair grip microphones, staring directly at one another, hands running through their respective heads of hair. It feels a little crass given the track’s context of domestic violence, and a stretch too far from Peter’s typical cutesy sass to feel genuine. What might be a triumphant artistic partnership and friendship – Peters told the crowd how “in awe” she was of Paris – did not translate on stage.

Where Peters does excel is during tracks like There It Goes (an as of yet unreleased number from her upcoming album Florescence), Volcano, John Hughes Movie and Audrey Hepburn, when she leans into the persona she has become known for and effectively uses it to coax the crowd into louder whoops with quips like: “Wow it’s been forever, do you want to get a drink together?” 

Continuing the theme of surprise, Peters brings out Murder on the Dancefloor creator Sophie Ellis Bextor for a shortened rendition of her infamous track to round up the night, before inviting pianist Tina Hizon out from behind the keys to teach us the dance to My Regards. There was no encore, just repeating choruses of the internet-famous sound, which is as catchy and pop-tastic live as it appears online. The stage was filled with her dancing crew, and multicoloured confetti filled the air. It was an Instagram duet in live action. Except, most people were grippingly present in the room: captivated by her natural showmanship and talent at both car crash-induced love songs and feel-good listens.

Hattie Birchinall
Photos: Virginie Viche

For further information and future events, visit Maisie Peters’s website here.

Watch the video for My Regards here: