Emily Baker

**** Q Magazine 'she sings about fragile lives & loves with the directness of a stripped back Aimee Mann'

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Gig #6: ‘margharitaville’

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‘You know they serve jalapeño margaritas up the road?’

Houston, and to the fantastic home of Greg and Kim Kolanowski. We arrived early and just about died at the site of the most beautiful photography studio which was going to be our venue for the show. Feeling spoilt rotten, we go out and leave them in peace to set up.

The main purpose of this little jaunt is to stuff our stupid faces on Tacos. Kira has made us wait until Texas to eat Mexican food and while at first I thought this made her proper mental, all of a sudden I can see why we should wait.

Yes. I know, this is a tour about food. Sorry about it.

Pre-gig nonsense with side splitty piss taking out of each others songs meant a whole new level of face hurty laughter. Is there anything better than trying to squeeze ‘have a banana’ into a ballad?

It was lovely to see Madalyn Sklar from GoGirlsMusic who we’d both met at Folk Alliance back in Memphis last year. I also meet a flurry of Kira’s friends: Brandon, Nina, Devonie and Robert who arrive with a bottle of whiskey. What’s not to like about that?

The gig was extraordinary, entirely down to the audience who put out a real ‘can’t do anything wrong’ kind of vibe. We get a standing ovation. I’ve never had one of those before and so we both nearly start crying on stage like the pair of buffoons that we are.

Two margaritas later and we stagger home.

Day 1 in Texas. My verdict? It must be love.

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