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And who, lately, has become the subject of a new kind of scrutiny (a reality hammered home by the paparazzi who somehow made it near the shoot's remote location).But neither those distractions nor the reality of that ticking clock gets in the way of her checking in on, well, everything: “Have the dancers been fed?That small legal issue with The Twigs became a widely publicized problem, prompting the possibility of FKA twigs having to change her entire performing name altogether (the suit has since been withdrawn).And of course, a new reality of fame came along: racist swipes and vague threats on social media, made over her mixed-race heritage.And while this may be true of many people who end up on the covers of magazines—to credit her with realness—twigs isn’t great at hiding it.That’s how we ended up back in the same room, again, on the far side of another continent: I’m here to watch new videos from and ask questions we didn’t get around to in London, partially because twigs spent a decent chunk of our time venting her various frustrations with the press.A career as an art therapist emerged as a distinct possibility.Fate, in the form of government budget cuts, intervened: Her job was eliminated. Twigs soon crossed paths with Tic Zogson, producer and A&R at innovative London-based label Young Turks.
On a late winter night, deep in the ice-cold forest of Black Park about an hour outside of London, she’s the center of bustling activity under a heated white tent, a blur of mayhem, as dancers, producers, and assistants work around her while she does no fewer than four things at once.
Most of the two days since I last saw her at the shoot were spent in an editing bay (overseeing the final cut on the “Glass & Patron” video) and a studio (finishing ) with what looks like not much sleep in between. Twigs looks like she’s ready for the most stylish marathon this side of London, wearing a knee-length, ruffled vest over a black Nike workout top and leggings (with seven gold earrings in each ear, red lipstick, and two backpacks). The short version—the one that’s become the most basic distillation of Tahliah Barnett’s life so far—is essentially: backup dancer for pop stars becomes pop star herself. It involves growing up poor in Southwest England’s rural Gloucestershire, with a mother and stepfather who made sacrifices to fund ballet classes and opera singing lessons for their daughter.
Where there wasn’t money in abundance, there was inspiration.
“I was weirdly self-harming through the people who I was forcing on myself,” qualifying that she knows this kind of thing is “actually quite normal, as a young person.” “The two years previous to me doing “Today was supposed to be my day off, but”—she squints across the table—“I’m doing this.” It’s a beautiful, marigold morning in Los Angeles, three weeks after we first met in London, and FKA twigs has made one thing clear: She’s not psyched for our follow-up.
On arrival at what we’ll describe as (per her repeated requests) an undisclosed location in L.