Stomping around the British country music scene…
Come on country fans, I dare you to try some if these pickup lines at the bar of your next country gig. We can't guarantee whether, if you don't look like Luke Bryan, they'll earn you a date or a slap, but it's got to be worth a shot, right? "I'd like to check you for ticks"... Continue Reading →
I'm told it's tempting fate but I keep an in-case-of-emergency Breakup Playlist. It's not as depressing as it sounds. I haven't had to use it yet (touching wood while typing) but I'm pretty sure, a bit like a best mate, country music will have something to offer for whatever my level of misery...
Here's how to tell if you've fully crossed over to Country and will never find your way back (though why would you want to?) We know the obsession is not logical; you live in a British town, work in an office, and you were raised on Rock or maybe Motown. Yet even if, in the words of Randy Houser, you... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 