Beatrice Laus’s ideal 24 hours in the city looks much like that of any 26-year-old Londoner with a penchant for weed and mischief. “Wake up, smoke a spliff, cuddle the cats, watch Scrubs all day and then go for a walk by the canal,” she muses. “Eat some food in the market, meet some friends at the pub, get all of them back to my house and stay up till 5am. That’s my classic day!” And yet when the Filipino-British singer calls on an overcast Tuesday morning in September, she’s having a very different sort of day indeed.
Surrounded by so many pre-orders of her fourth album Pylon that she’s had to change her signature to “basically a scribble” in order to scrawl on them all, today Laus is in Beabadoobee mode. Where Laus is a homebody who just wants to sit around with her furry pals, Beabadoobee — the artist moniker she adopted almost a decade ago — requires a lot more.
