GROWING UP “It all started when my Mum said I would hum in my cot and Dad said I would screech along to Whitney songs using a spoon as a microphone and jump in front of the video camera pushing my two older brothers out of the way which I am sure annoyed them. One Christmas my parents bought me a karaoke machine, it was the best present ever, on the tape was ‘Dancing Queen, ABBA’, the whole of that day was spent singing along to it. Occasionally my parents would take me to karaoke nights where everyone remembers me singing Te Titanic song, you know ‘My Heart Will Go On’ by Celine Dion, I still get requests for it now. In middle school I started Violin les- sons which Mum and Dad struggled to pay for, I loved playing so much and would practice every night and oſten heard my brothers telling me to shut up. When I was 13 I started attending Music and Drama les- sons at John Clare County Drama, at shows I never had the confidence to apply for solo parts and would oſten blend into the background as it’s where I felt comfortable, but in my final year I moved out of my comfort zone and sang on my own, it was amazing! I then taught my- self how to play guitar, ‘Love Hurts’ was the first song I ever wrote and months later I performed it at my school talent show winning ‘Most Promising Performance’. I leſt school and worked as a Waitress, then as a Shoe Sales Assistant, and then onto various Administration roles, but I always felt like an outsider. At 18 I started performing in pubs and
clubs as a cover singer but realised singing cheesy covers wouldn’t get me anywhere, so I picked up my guitar and started writing new songs, I practiced and practiced and finally decided to perform at my lo- cal open mic night in front of people I’d know for years, I started to play and aſter one bum note I walked off through embarrassment. Every week I would attend the open mic and became more confident and started to enjoy myself, but was gut- ted when someone (not mentioning any names) was performing one of my songs as their own at other ven- ues, I was devastated and stopped singing. Looking back this probably wasn’t the best decision as I wasted 3 years doing nothing, but friends tell me that the song must’ve been good enough for him to address it as his own which I now take as a compli- ment. Since then I’ve made sure that all my songs have been copy written before performing”.
FIRST GIG “In 2009 I went away for my first girly weekend to a place I now call my 2nd home, Bolton. We went out for drinks and I discovered a venue called Barristers, there was a piano man called Martin Taylor playing in the corner of a very crowded pub. My friend Mel and her sister Sarah encouraged me to sing with him, aſter a couple of Sailor Jerry’s Rum and Cokes I finally plucked up the courage to sing with him. Once I started singing I couldn’t stop and didn’t stop until the early hours of the morning! Tat night I got the passion back for music and one of
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