On a cold Sunday night in San Francisco, Annie Clark — aka St. Vincent — walked out onto the hallowed Grace Cathedral stage, normally reserved for holy sermons, in ripped fishnets, shiny black short shorts and blazer. Under the towering gothic arches, the often buttoned-up art rock star let loose in an intimate, sometimes ramshackle performance that included crawling over a grand piano, forgetting songs and pulling an audience member from the pews to help her put on her shoes. Read our full revi

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