Stomping around the British country music scene…
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),... Continue Reading →
Country Music Week (which, combined with national tours of so many acts, seemed to last all month) took over London concert venues for its second year. Our sleep-deprived, bourbon-coated voices are subsequently gravelly enough to brave a Chris Stapleton song at karaoke. A lot happened. The Country 2 Country 2019 festival lineup was announced (twice,... Continue Reading →
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... Continue Reading →
It would be a nightmare to organise a surprise party for a UK country fan. They’d go to extreme lengths to uncover what was being planned. Just look at the way we’ve all been speculating / scheming / offering bribes to find out who’s playing at C2C Festival next March (8th-10th). On country music fan... Continue Reading →
In the summer of 2015 we Brits stood in a Nashville coffee shop queue having a very serious and, in hindsight, embarrassing discussion. It began with speculation about why anyone would want to purchase a yeti iced down with silver bullets. Logically we moved onto theories about whether yeti, AKA abominable snowman, were like werewolves... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 