Stomping around the British country music scene…
The sun’s coming out, Lauren Alaina's coming over and the toilets are going in. These are the last couple of days before the launch of Dixie Fields, a new country music festival in Chelmsford, Essex. My chat with festival pioneer Georgie is delayed because she’s been caught up in possibly the most crucial calculation since... Continue Reading →
I often leave a Country gig feeling inspired. Sometimes it’s the energy of the music, often it’s a lyric that wouldn’t be out of place on a motivational poster, other times it’s just being surrounded by my tribe singing in unison and unfettered revelry. Leaving Carrie Underwood’s London concert - a proper big-hit-belting, arena-worthy show... Continue Reading →
Two girls, one dream. The dream involved flexing our writing skills and harping on about country music to people who might actually want to know about it, rather than to all the friends who’ve backed away slowly with polite smiles frozen on their faces over the years. And so this blog was born. The fact... Continue Reading →
Fear not, ’Merica; William Michael Morgan is not Missing. He is chatting to the ladies running the Jamaican food stall on a farm in the North of England, ostensibly deciding between their jerk chicken and a Yorkshire pudding wrap a few stalls over. This is his first time outside of America and the next morning... Continue Reading →
This Sunday, it will be exactly nine months since a friend of a friend in the pub declared “country music is beige”. This Sunday, that same friend of a friend (now somehow my own friend despite our rocky introduction) will be with me in Stockport for Buckle and Boots Festival. After nine months of me... Continue Reading →
