Stomping around the British country music scene…
At last I've found the song to surely convert my best mate to the cult of Country Music. I subtly stick it on in the background while she's over to discuss her imminent wedding. Yes! On cue, she notices the track and asks "who's this?". I try to sound casual; "Sam Hunt, a country singer" I say. "This... Continue Reading →
Everybody loves Nashville ... the show, I mean, not the city ... though I'm pretty sure that everybody here loves the city too. I wouldn’t know yet because it seems all my favourite Nashville acts want to tour London when I want to visit there – making planning my holiday very hard ... but I digress ... Everybody loves Nashville,... Continue Reading →
My ears hurt and Hunter Hayes is being booed. Neither fact is a reflection on his talents. The earache comes from the screams that any word, action or smile from Hunter elicits. And since he is always smiling, the screams never subside. The booing came when Hunter made the charming error of dedicating a song... Continue Reading →
Come on country fans, I dare you to try some if these pickup lines at the bar of your next country gig. We can't guarantee whether, if you don't look like Luke Bryan, they'll earn you a date or a slap, but it's got to be worth a shot, right? "I'd like to check you for ticks"... Continue Reading →
So finally there’s a reason why it’s better to be a country music fan in the UK than the good ole US of A: we’re not experiencing any of the furore surrounding the radio play time (or lack thereof) of Little Big Town's beautiful song, ‘Girl Crush’. Pragmatically, I have to admit that ‘Girl Crush’ was... Continue Reading →
