Stomping around the British country music scene…
The Danes have a distinctive, peculiar way of applauding. To show their appreciation for a particularly good performance, rather than the ripple of unsynchronised clapping we (Brits and possibly the rest of the world) break out in, theirs is a chant-like clap in unison. It’s a sound I got used to with over four days of stunning... Continue Reading →
I’d thought about giving Charlie Worsham a Union Jack Lawn Chair but, since it would’ve been an awkward gift to lug around his UK tour, bought him a drink instead. It was his birthday and for the first time in 33 years he was spending it playing a show, and one a long way from... 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 →
What’s your plan for London in March? Between intimate songwriter sessions and raucous after parties, there’s a high chance that Country 2 Country at the O2 will keep you busy enough. But, in case the huge country music festival leaves you any downtime in the capital, as locals we’re sharing some of our favourite spots;... Continue Reading →
After the school-trip frog debacle of 1994, there are very few things that would make me consider camping again. There are even less things that would make Judi consider camping. But in both our cases Kip Moore being in the field next to the campsite is one of those things. When I go on about... Continue Reading →
Brits in Boots 