Charli Adams

About the Artist

Charli Adams commands the stage with an ease that feels effortlessly cool, like someone who just woke up, shrugged, and decided they’d casually break a few hearts today. Her performances blend heartfelt indie-pop with atmospheric, dreamy instrumentals, as if someone took your teenage diary and set it to a soundtrack that’s equal parts nostalgia and “wait, why am I crying again?” Between songs, Charli engages the audience with humor that’s refreshingly self-aware—occasionally acknowledging life’s absurdities with a wry comment that gently pokes at the seriousness of the moment. Every so often, you’ll catch an irreverent aside that feels delightfully off-script—like noting the existential irony of a love song performed under neon beer signs—but it’s never enough to break the spell. Charli’s got the kind of voice that makes you think, “Sure, maybe I should call my ex,” then swiftly reconsider when the chorus hits, thank goodness.