Today, I’m having to explain to lovely but non-country-fan friends why I’m leaving our idyllic New Year’s Eve retreat (log burner, seafront, cheese…) before actual New Year’s Eve. I’m leaving early to rejoin the secret internet friends I’ve been spending increasing portions of time with over the last year. To go clubbing. “But you hate […]
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I never meant for this to happen. I’m not usually this kind of girl, but it snuck up on me. I accidentally joined the ‘RD Fam’, which is how Russell Dickerson’s community of fans are known. Sure, I’d previously sung along to the romantic Yours and head-bopped to Blue Tacoma (after googling what one was), […]
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Too many record companies have been looking for the next Taylor Swift when they should’ve been looking for the next Lee Ann Womack. Cue Lainey Wilson. We’re sat on dilapidated sofas in a dressing room in London’s Bush Hall, where ‘newcomer’ Lainey is about to open for Chase Rice. She’ll be performing a handful of […]
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I’d thought about giving Charlie Worsham a Union Jack Lawn Chair but, since it would’ve been an awkward gift to lug around his UK tour, bought him a drink instead. It was his birthday and for the first time in 33 years he was spending it playing a show, and one a long way from […]
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DJ Baylen Leonard told me he shed a tear when he first arrived on the site of The Long Road Festival. As the event’s artistic director and a bona fide Tennessee boy he’d set out to bring an authentic taste of his home to the U.K. Now, as he found me leaning in the doorway […]
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