Stomping around the British country music scene…
Have you seen this man? No, not Nashville's Charles Esten, the one on the right. You may be more familiar with the back of his head. He’s the one miles ahead of you in the venue queue; the one closest to the stage while you’re squashed somewhere back near the the toilets. So, as part... Continue Reading →
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’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 →
Brits in Boots 