Lera Lynn & Miller Campbell: Live in London
A sold out Bush Hall welcomed two stars of American music on 5th October. One very much established, the other very much on the way up.
It was 4th September when Miller Campbell slid back into my DMs. I’m coming to London! 5th October! Supporting Lera Lynn! And so it went. On a Sunday night, a school night for muggles, as dusk turned to black, we waited in silence. We could hear the final sound check blasting through the walls. After things fell silent again, someone emerged from within to grab something off the van. I’m sure it was Lera Lynn, I quietly noted in a very English way. Nobody bothered her.
I had been blasting Lera Lynn’s (very) new album in the car on the way to West Ruislip. This was someone with a very interesting sense of humour. People sometimes note that I do my research, and sure enough, I had already watched Lera’s recent interview with the brilliant Korby Lenker. She revealed that her metal water bottle was twenty years old and once fell from the van in London. It sounded like it might accompany her to the grave.
