Stomping around the British country music scene…
The FOMO was real. One weekend, two festivals (accidentally dividing more families than the Brexit vote). Each was set in a stunning U.K. park, each was offering an impressive slate of Country and Americana acts… and each started with the letter ‘B’. So, we drew straws - with no short straw really - and left... 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 →
I do not have a single decent photograph from last night’s Brothers Osborne show. I borrowed the one above. Blame the blurriness on the drinking blame the drinking on the blurriness… Once again I tried to instigate my ‘sip of whiskey every time whiskey is mentioned in a song’ drinking game, but somewhere between opener... Continue Reading →
Is anyone else spending as much time thinking about country music festivals as I am at the moment? They have become a much needed symbol of escape for me. I am in a cramped temporary production hub in the south Wales Valleys. This is my office / home / universe for the next few weeks... Continue Reading →
It was gloriously apparent this was a country music event before it even began. The night before the official start of C2C festival, five musicians took to the stage to share their songs and stories at the CMA Songwriters Series. The first three songs in a row were drinking songs and the boozy streak was... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 