Stomping around the British country music scene…
They had me at JD. Well, they were bound to, weren't they? So, knowing little more than I liked the sound of their band name, I found a replacement CJ for the night. Bringing along a non-country friend (who for the first time in twenty-mumble years of friendship was asked if we were sisters) I... 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 →
"How many of you had no idea who I was before tonight? That's OK, I don't know who you are either" - Woke Up in Nashville singer Seth Ennis "We have brought the hillbillies to the royal palace!" - Kimberly from Little Big Town about the Royal Albert Hall "I wish Sober October was in... Continue Reading →
"How many of you had no idea who I was before tonight? That's OK, I don't know who you are either" - Woke Up in Nashville singer Seth Ennis "We have brought the hillbillies to the royal palace!" - Kimberly from Little Big Town about the Royal Albert Hall "I wish Sober October was in... 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 →
