Leah Cotterell

Let’s start with the first time I got paid to sing solo, it was a comedy variety set called ‘The Electric Frock’ sometime about 1986 at Club Swerve, a weekly event run by Toadshow for a season or two. I’m getting changed in the kitchen of the Red Brick Hotel, trading u...

There’re a lot of paths up the mountain of gospel singing and hand
in hand we have walked, the atheist, the humanist and the devout. We
have immersed ourselves in the sonics, in the histrionics, in the
militancy, in the sincerity of American gospel music, for nearly 20
...

So I’m revisiting some dear old friends, old songs that were the staple of my jazz gigs twenty odd years ago, for a nostalgic get together with Helen and Jamie this weekend. This is as close as I get to discipline, to rehearsal. I drop Jeannie at her samba class and I’...