Stomping around the British country music scene…
I'm considering suing DJ Baylen Leonard for £27.38. That's how much my Uber cab home cost when, despite my earnest plan to get the last tube back from Nashville Nights' London launch, the DJ chose the precise moment I was scheduled to leave to play Girl Crush, swiftly followed by Mama's Broken Heart. My lawyer would argue that this... Continue Reading →
We were honestly all about the country music when Judi and I set off for a fortnight in Tennessee (which we may have mentioned once or twice?) Then about two days in, perhaps because country music was refreshingly everywhere, we realised the trip had become about food. We'd pull up to each new town and... 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 →
Brits in Boots 