Apparently, Thursdays were made for drinking with work colleagues. I am told the nation’s suits come together to debate trivialities like spreadsheets, whose turn in it is to buy milk and whether the boss is sexist or just “old fashioned”. FYI it’s always the latter. Thankfully the goodly people of North London realised that there are more important things like the folk at The Good Ship.
I was lucky enough to encounter Alice Phelps, whose brand of whimsical pop reminded me of Kate Bush and Bat for Lashes. Having learned and excelled at pretty much every instrument she could get her hands on, Alice decided it was high time to go it alone with her harp. Since relocating to London, the soloist has thrown herself into the gig circuit to showcase fast expanding repertoire.
Alice’s songs are delicate, dreamlike and eccentric. Her vocals have a sultry quality, and she kept the crowd entertained with her enchanting lyrics. I suggest you seek out before she joins the big league.
Follow Alice on soundcloud: http://soundcloud.com/alicekatherinephelps