Over the years when I haven’t been out singing my own songs, I’ve been up to several other musical endeavours such as playing covers at weddings, busking round Barcelona, gigging in Buenos Aires and Cambodia etc. I’ve played Sax with a belly dance band and also with a UB40 covers band, which took me to some pretty colourful venues around Manchester and Salford. One night we were gigging at a bar in Eccles. A fight broke out and the drummer had to jump off his stool and hold the PA speaker steady while two local lasses set about pulling strips of orange skin off each other. A table full of drinks went over and there were chunks of blond extension hair all over the floor.
I recently supported Frank Vignola in Sheffield. He’s a truly amazing guitarist from New York and has played with many greats including Les Paul. He kindly asked me to sing with him during his set. You can see footage of that here:
www.youtube.com/ lisamarieglover
So what kind of stuff do I play? I’m a bit folkish and a bit jazzish but I’m not a jazz musician and I’m not a folk singer. I guess I slip somewhere into that alternative song writing area. My guitar style derives from classical guitar lessons at the tender age of twelve. I also picked up scraps of knowledge from rock or bluegrass guitar playing family friends who would visit and be cornered by a young, keen me. I did a HND course a few years back and despite being an atrocious student at times, I did pick up a lot of useful theory knowledge. This helped me get my head around the jazzy chords I love so much.
Words are obviously an essential part of being a songwriter. I’ve had a quiet obsession with words and timbre throughout my life. I could never stand the word ‘meal’ as a teenager. If someone said, “we’re going for meal” it made me cringe. However I just love the word ‘mixture’. It’s a lovely, chewy word. I’ve got a box full of poetry that I’ve written over the years. I might actually do something with it one day. I met my favourite poet recently, John Hegley. He’s a nice bloke, a great performer, and completely bonkers. He’s my kind of guy. Another of my favourite writers is Roald Dahl. I’d like to meet him too, but he’s dead.
I listen to as many different types of music as I can and I’m pretty open-minded. However, I hate the X-Factor and the half-baked drivel that it shits out into the world.
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