Stomping around the British country music scene…
I’ll admit it. It wasn’t entirely coincidental that I arranged to visit my Nashville friends when it “happened” to be the CMA Fest weekend. I was on my best behaviour though and resigned myself to the fact I’d need to be a good guest and not spend every waking minute wandering off, scouting for country... Continue Reading →
I am very temporarily swapping my cowboy boots for trainers as I’ve uncharacteristically signed up for a 10k charity run. I have not gone for the pictured cowboy boot/trainers hybrid that Adidas released in 2012. So far in life my running experience has been limited to... Towards: Happy hours, Buy 1 Get 1 Free boot sales,... Continue Reading →
Bringing my grandparents along to the gig already marked it as different to my usual JD-soaked country music outings. My nan pulled a cake out of her bag in the middle of Lucille. So it was a strange enough night even before the star-struck women storming the stage, balcony brawls and police crowd control being... Continue Reading →
Bringing my grandparents along to the gig already marked it as different to my usual JD-soaked country music outings. My nan pulled a cake out of her bag in the middle of Lucille. So it was a strange enough night even before the star-struck women storming the stage, balcony brawls and police crowd control being... Continue Reading →
Country music is no longer a place on the map but a state of mind
Brits in Boots 