Since “L.E.S. Artistes,” Santigold has been an anti-pop pop star, playing with the form like with the cliche’s of a dog’s life.
She’s continued that semi-satirical streak on her latest album, “99¢,” which is maybe a comment on the eventual worth of any artist’s work, or maybe a tribute to the dollar menu. Your call.
Last night, Santigold performed the post-doo-wop “Can’t Get Enough of Myself” on Jimmy Fallon with all the tongue in cheek you’d expect. Yes, she wore a shirt with a picture of herself. Yes, she made her backing band dress up like a bunch of European house painters with full-body pictures of Santigold stuck to their backs. No, she didn’t let her backup dancers, who literally have , steal the show.
In short, she was, as the kids say, feelin’ herself. You would too if you were Santigold:
