Review by Tamlin Magee and Rachel Hiley

When the entirety of the audience is sitting down there can be a strange dynamic for musicians to navigate. Gazing at a screen is doubly uncouth here: all eyes are fixed on the stage. It's up to artists not just to deliver musically, but also to animate the entire, hushed space when they are the only bodies moving in it. So it's to any artist's credit when they're able to hold the audience's attention as thoroughly as East India Youth and Owen Pallett did when they played Queen Elizabeth Hall at London's South Bank.

Mercury Award nominee East India Youth - William Doyle - supported with an entrancing orchestral selection of songs from 2014's Total Strife Forever, rearranged with the help of Joe Duddell. Although this wasn't where these compositions made their debut, it was a fitting arena to air them in, and a forceful reminder of just how complementary the melding of digital and traditional instrumentation can be. Electronic arpeggios were lifted by soaring strings, and lengthy pads intersected with powerful blasts of analogue noise.

None of this came across as gimmicky in the slightest. Surrounded by his equipment and with a bass guitar slung over his shoulder, Doyle seemed to conduct with various beeps and distortions and strums. The performance stood on its own and it could have happily lasted another hour. But instead, it ended gracefully, making room for Owen Pallett, the mastermind behind the best string arrangements you can hear in contemporary indie music - his Midas touch even turned parts of The Last Shadow Puppets into gold.

Playing a balanced, career-spanning setlist, Pallett portrayed all of his talents seamlessly and with charisma: as singer, as a solo musician, and as a composer.

Running the full gamut of his spectrum, Pallett began solo, but assembled and disassembled his musical accompaniment as the show progressed.

Opener 'That's When The Audience Died' provided a taste of classic Owen Pallett. Hailing from his first album Has A Good Home released under the Final Fantasy moniker, Pallett sacrificed none of his craftsmanship despite having just a violin to hand and loop pedals by his feet.

Pallett formed a skeletal band comprising just himself, a bassist and drummer that punched above its weight, affording an unusual but satisfying live experience. When introducing our orchestral sextet for the evening, Pallett eased naturally into the role of conductor and executed an atmospheric performance of "He Poos Clouds" from his second album of the same name.

It's strange how a performer who stands so still can project so much energy, and it's even stranger to think there is a book talk underway next door. Pallett is an Oscar nominee but his show felt like an Oscar winner's, and the standing ovation he received suggested the audience agreed.