Being recognised by the Brits, Grammys and Drake made the singer one of British music\u2019s most famous names \u2013 and also left her exhausted. Now, after decompressing in her home town she returns with a record made for raving<\/p>\n
It is a sticky, sweltering July afternoon, and I have accidentally found myself at a wake with Jorja Smith. I\u2019m told that the pub where we have met, in the leafiest part of leafy south-west London, is usually a safe bet for an inconspicuous table. But today, sweaty black suits carrying pints drift between tables, and long queues snake round the bar.<\/p>\n
Dressed in a simple tank top, bare-faced with her hair scraped back, Smith is waiting for me when I arrive. \u201cI\u2019ve been waiting for my drink for ages,\u201d she says. \u201cBut I feel bad saying anything because, you know \u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
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