Primary School and it was coming up to our Year 6 Leaving Assembly. Unfortunately we didn’t get to do a nativity play which was a shame. The only play I took part in was at start of Primary School and I was one of the three kings. My crown broke and I sulked for the rest of my performance. With no nativity play in year 6, I never got the chance to redeem myself within my less successful acting career!
The leaving assembly was a chance for pupils to show off their talent. The majority of girls were performing dances, a few boys were showing off their football skills, poems were read and speeches were spoke. I decided I was going to sing and play guitar. We had a lot of ‘run through’s’ and we all got the chance to see what everyone else was performing. My teacher heard me sing ‘Where did you sleep’ and immediately asked me if I could sing another song. He requested ‘House of the Rising Sun’.
By the time it came to perform the two songs, I had gathered a bit of a band! In ‘Where did you sleep’ my friend George accompanied me on the tambou- rine and in ‘House of the rising Sun’ I had a pianist and another two friends who played percussion. Tat was my first ever performance, in front of a hall full of parents and I remember how I felt during it… petrified.
I began writing songs at 11 and decided I wanted to perform them live. My Dad found a pub down the road from us called ‘ Te Oranges’ which put on an Open Mic Night. Aſter the first few times playing there, all my nerves seemed to go. Tis pub became a very regular venue for me and I sung there for a long time before I started exploring other places to play. I started gigging more and more, and through do- ing that was geting introduced to other artists and other places to play.
I had been playing my Dads old acoustic ‘Yamaha’ guitar and it was coming up to my 12th Birthday, so I asked for one of my own. We searched through all the guitar shops in Canterbury until we came to JTL Music and there, sat in the window, was the first of the many guitars I was to fall in love with.
My gigs progressed f rom open mic nights down the road to Showcase nights in London and opening slots for bigger named ar tists.
Me and my dad always loved going to watch live music and at the age of 14 we went to see an singer songwr iter called ‘Mar tyn Joseph’ who was the first ar tist who t ruly inspi red me as a per former. I had heard him on ‘MySpace’ and had lef t him a comment telling him I was coming to watch one of his shows. He replied and said for me to come and say hello. So, af ter watching his gig I felt compelled to give him one of my CD’s. He was stood at the bar and I ner vously approached him and said how amazing he was and handed him a copy.
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