Alexis Petridis of the Guardian reviewed Craig David’s concert at Royal Albert Hall in London the other night. He writes, “In the crotch-grabbing world of R&B, David is as prim as a Victorian miss. On record the disparity seems knowing; live it is merely perplexing. Perhaps his confused fans have fled to horrible old Daniel Bedingfield, a pudgy Christian offering a milder take on David’s sound and none of the priapic posturing. Or perhaps the reason for David’s wane is less complex. When he performs his new songs, everything flags. It is not his performance, which is note-perfect, but the material. Written with one eye on America, it lacks the idiosyncratic charm of the songs that made him famous.” Read more.