Stomping around the British country music scene…
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 →
Should we Brits be celebrating America's independence from, well, us? Debatable. But should we take any excuse to indulge in mac 'n' cheese? Definitely. Besides, if they hadn't left Blightly, we wouldn't have country music as we know and love it. So here are just a few places to spend Independence Day on this side of the... Continue Reading →
I’ve been dreaming (some would call it scheming) about taking advantage of British Airways’ new direct flights to my spiritual hometown, Nashville. Social media feeds are currently adding to the obsession by providing a constant stream of friends' photos from CMA Fest. The logical reaction, of course, is to start to plan my own fantasy... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 