PRESENTED BY LAYLA ANNA-LEE
Trent Miller has been described as the Pete Doherty of the Americana movement. However, with his wistful acid-bite lyrics, mournful, chilling melodies and outlaw, renegade posture, a more suitable comparison might be to that of Gram Parsons or Gene Clark.
His original mix of Gothic and Avant-Country have seen the singer-songwriter gain a growing cult following in the underground folk scene since he first brought his music to London in late 2006.
As a live performer, drink-fueled, harmonica clad, with earrings that wouldnt look out of place on Sitting Bulls daughter and a voice pitched somewhere between Johnny Cash and Guy Kyser of the legendary Thin White Rope, you have never really seen anything like him.
A Dandy from the Underworld, singing songs about graveyards, empty bottles, cruel love and murder. He flicks away at his guitar with fingers that are so gangly that it cant strictly be described as a strum and yet couldnt be explained away as a picking style of any self-respecting guitarist.
Yet the sound he evokes is startling. His phrasing is so rich its like Leadbellys ghost just walked in through the door and declared that the bullshit is over.
Trent Millers last album Cerberus has been recently released for his own label Hangman Records, receiving glowing reviews from press and much radio airplay in different countries.
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