Backing vocalist to the likes of James Morrison, Faithless and Jamelia; Stephanie Sounds has been meticulously studying the industry and music, to execute her own independent project. Growing up, Stephanie was raised in the London Community Gospel Choir; where her love for music, paired with the nourishment of […]
Join me as a take a look into weather mental illness in performers is nature vs nurture. Exclusive interview with “West End Girl” and her struggles also.
Check out my new thoughts on The Poets Corner, as they celebrate their 2nd year anniversary.
I’m a curious soul. So the idea of going to the market and smelling the fresh street food and hearing the vocal exchange of bargainers always excites me. Shoreditch market, on Brick Lane, is always my go to for my weekly dose of vibrance. I remember a couple […]
Check Out My Interview with Singer/Songwriter Miggy Deal Rosa. With exclusive Video and Photos
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. – Anais Nin” The Tate Britain; home of British art from the 1500’s to the present day. With its vast collection of Britains aristocracy laced […]
Charles, raised on the groove of Prince and smooth tone’s of Luther Vandross; uses these influences to inspire his music. The songwriter, born in Stevenage, explored Musical Theatre before finding his voice in music. His effort to express himself has birthed a unique sound, presenting his deep vocals as a current for his 70’s style funk to ride. Paired with his modelesque stature and youthful nature, his lyrics exposed arouses feelings of timelessness. Here’s what happened when we met.
“Widow Basqiuat was a morbid nickname, given to me by Rene Ricard, many years before Jean-Michel Died”-Suzanne Mallouk How many times have you heard a celebrities dirty laundry screeched from a bitter ex or estranged spouse, with the dark secrets of their tumultuous relationship hollered through a tacky […]
Check out my new blog on my recent trip to Paris!!!
The mid-march evening stood grey and chilly, the raucousness of Ridley road market had vacated; leaving remnants of raw fish, meat, fruit and veg, and skeletons of stalls which were bodied with fabrics and garb. Rusty shutters ,guarding African treasures, lined the street, leaving its occupants dancing ,Special […]