Lucy Rose

Lucy Rose is an elfin 20 year old songwriter with a voice that people instantly fall for. In her slight frame she combines purity of musical purpose, a beautifully grainy voice and a passionate, narrative songwriter's instincts with a thirst for Guinness, a deranged sense of humour and a disrespect for pop's history which comes naturally to someone born in 1989.

She grew up in the Surrey countryside and escaped from the neighbours sheep by retreating to the basement of her parents' house where she devoted endless hours to learning piano, drums, saxophone, guitar, percussion and any sundry noisemaking device she could drag down there. 

By the age of 19 she had run away to London to lead the life of teenage troubadour, dragging her guitar around town playing heartbending songs to drunk builders in East end pubs and battling the dodgy sound mixes in upstairs rooms with the dusky loveliness of her intonation.

As the weeks went by, magical occurrences started to take place. Her gigs began to fill up with ardent fans. On a summer's night in Kings Cross, 60 indie scenesters would come to sit at her feet. The day after Edith Bowman saw her sing at the Union Chapel she announced on Radio 1:  "Lucy Rose is absolutely outstanding. A brilliant, brilliant voice that girl has on her."

Her myspace acoustic demos began to attract random attention from around the world. Fan letters arrived from Alabama. Jack Steadman from Bombay Bicycle Club re-mixed one of her acoustic songs and put it up on his site. Mumford And Sons asked her to play their night.Andy Burrows from Razorlight asked her to play and sing with him. And early reviewers wandered in to accidentally discover her, boldly announcing to the web-world that: "We're catching Lucy Rose at the beginning of what we think will be a long and prominent career arc."

In the quest for a long and prominent career arc, Lucy put together a five piece band centred on the Bhebe brothers rhythm section (Simba and Beanie) plus Henry Broadbent on keyboards and Adam Coney on electric guitar. One day in a Hackney rehearsal studio, someone accidentally pressed ‘record' and a blazing quartet of hyper-emotional live demos landed on the desk.‘All I've Got' is a perfect pop confetti bomb. ‘Be Alright' mixes naked emotions with deliciously diving chords. ‘Amsterdam' sets a downer drugs experience to upbeat neo-reggae. And ‘Don't You Worry' is an epic of re-assurance so moving that one hardened A&R burst into tears.

With her swag bag of songs overflowing and a determination to make a record which sings directly from the heart valves, Lucy Rose is poised to become one of the voices of the next decade. She'll destroy the panel of Never Mind The Buzzcocks with her lippiness, then reduce the audience of Later to a puddle with a killer ballad and skip onto radios everywhere with a gilded truism sung like hazy sunshine through Autumn leaves.