Stomping around the British country music scene…
Ryan Hurd’s first ever visit to Europe is taking him way off the usual tourist trail. Instead he’s in a student kitchen at Bristol University, opening a beer on a dustbin edge because I have lost my bottle opener key ring. It’s an hour before he opens at the Student Union, one of the smaller... Continue Reading →
I got more than I bargained for on the UK opening night of Thomas Rhett’s Home Team Tour. As with so many gigs at the moment, last night was more about the support act for me. I’d seen Thomas live before but missed radio favourites Old Dominion on their 2016 visit. They started their swift... Continue Reading →
OK, got Country to Country festival tickets; now the hard work begins... To Do Get mum to become Little Big Town's no.1 fan because, either way, we're spending Mother's Day at the O2 Arena. Learn that you don’t have to drink every time a song mentions whiskey. Fall madly in love, to avoid exploding with... Continue Reading →
Kip Moore walks into a bar. Seriously. Not just a bar. Kip Moore walked into my bar in Shepherd’s Bush. Four of us had managed to crowd around the last spare half table at my regular pub for a pre-gig pint. To my right were two girls I feared I’d have to restrain from storming... Continue Reading →
It had not been the giddy day any of us had expected for the launch of London’s first Country Music Week. By the time I logged off at work to head to Bush Hall, the horrific news story which had been unfolding had unthinkably grown even more horrific. An act of destruction over 5000 miles... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 