Katy J Pearson

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A hazy dusk falls on a crossroads somewhere between Gloucestershire and Bristol. A wooden signpost points in two directions: goof ol’fashioned country heartache to the left, effortless pop hooks to the right – and underneath, cross-legged on still-warn car bonnet, sits Katy J Pearson, strumming an acoustic guitar as she spins a tale of blossoming dancefloor romance.

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