Saturday, January 26, 2008

Duffy on Dermot O'Leary BBC Radio 2

The pint-sized Duffy and her band of "lovely-looking boys" came into the studio in January. Duffy thought it was weird to see Dermot in 3D!

Though Duffy is small enough to put in your pocket (she has size 2 feet don’t you know) she had an amazingly big voice, and she belted out Mercy and These Arms of Mine (the Betty Swann version).

She really blew everyone away!

You can download this radio program in MP3 below.




These Arms of Mine (Ottis Redding cover)

Monday, January 21, 2008

21 Jan: Duffy Live in Berlin

Duffy did a live show at the Quasimodo in Berlin, Germany tonight.

This was broadcast later this year (10th April) on German Radio Station but there was seemingly no repeat and no online version, so all we have is the set list below.

If anyone taped this (either live at the event or off the radio) please let me know!

If you speak German perhaps you could email radioeins and request a repeat of this concert?

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Duffy Rockferry
Livemitschnitt 21.Januar 2008 Quasimodo, Berlin
Duffy Warwick Avenue

Duffy Serious

Duffy Stepping Stone

Duffy Hanging On Too Long

Duffy Breaking My Own Heart

Duffy Syrup & Honey

Duffy Delayed Devotion

Duffy Mercy

Duffy Distant Dreamer


This article appeared in the Daily Star today.


SHE’S been labelled the new Amy Winehouse – but newcomer Duffy has vowed to stay out of trouble.

Like tortured Amy, Welsh cutie Duffy has eyes sooty with mascara and an effortlessly soulful voice. 
But she’s cautious about becoming famous. 

Duffy, 23, said: “It’s odd to think people will want to know all about me and I’m a little scared. A lot of people I’ve been on dates with don’t have my number or know where I live!”

Duffy releases her ace new single Mercy on February 25. But we won’t be seeing her name in the gossip coulmns.

She said: “Everyone has a bit of baggage in the past. But I’ve got nothing to be ashamed of – everything you do is a chapter of your life.”

Here’s hoping this talented lady keeps her word.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

12 Jan: Duffy the voice: a new star is born (Times)

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There's this fab article from The Times. It is the full story - really detailed. (Exert below) It also gives a link to download the official Duffy freebie Breaking My Own Heart

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Duffy the voice: a new star is born

She has emerged from deepest Wales to be hailed as the sound of 2008. And with prodigious natural talent and dollops of retro cool, it’s easy to see why

The first and potentially best new musical name of 2008 has been posing as directed on an icy hometown beach for 20 minutes now. Though gloveless and merely cardigan-ed in protection against the winds, her charm and positivity remain intact. “Thank you,” she persists in saying to the swaddled but still shivering rest of us: photographer, assistant, make-up artist, journalist and PR. Variously, and not just here but at a number of equally frigid other locations, that has meant thanks for holding her coat, for taking such care, for being sufficiently interested to have travelled all the way to the Gwynedd coast to meet her relatively unknown self. If good manners and an appealing nature were all it took to guarantee success, 23-year-old Amy Duffy would have it made.

They’re not all it takes, of course. In fact, they’re often a hindrance. But no matter, because Duffy (she forgoes her Christian name, perhaps because to use it would invite comparisons with another hugely talented but now sadly infamous singing Amy) has all the other, more conventionally requisite stuff at her disposal, too. First and foremost is the white-soulful, emotionally honest voice, a gloriously far cry from the posturing of an X Factor generation of female hopefuls. Then there’s the retro-influenced but still idiosyncratic look, a natural exercise in self-expression and not the work of some bought-in stylist. That she’s also responsible for a debut as accomplished as Rockferry, the best pure pop album since that other Amy’s Back to Black, is the icing on an important cake.

To those involved in Duffy’s journey towards the spotlight, it is a source of wonder that someone so inherently gifted should come from the background she does. For in terms of pop awareness, she grew up virtually illiterate, firstly in the tiny coastal community of Nefyn (population 2,550 at the last census), then later in Letterstone, Pembrokeshire. Welsh is her mother tongue, English her second language. There was no record collection, and for years no ready access to a proper music store (the nearest outlet, a bus ride away, stocked only the Top 40). Her first intimation of teen spirit? Tellingly, it came via an old VHS tape of her father’s, one containing an episode of the Sixties chart show Ready, Steady, Go!.

“The Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Walker Brothers, Sandie Shaw and Millie singing My Boy Lollipop,” she smiles in recollection. “I thought it was the sexiest, most exciting thing ever, and I played it again and again until finally it disintegrated.” Is such relative innocence plausible in the modern cultural age? When you drive, drive, drive towards Nefyn on a winter’s day and thus have time to ponder its further isolation in the pre-mobile phone and internet era, then yes, very much so. “Look, there’s Titty Mountain,” tour guide Duffy had said, pointing out an aptly named geographic feature passed on our final approach. “Coming back from visiting our nan in Liverpool, me, my two sisters, Mum and Dad in our little red Metro, we’d know we were almost home when we saw Titty Mountain.”

The Nefyn of her parents’ heyday was a different place to today’s wind-whipped, battened-down town. “It was buzzing back then and all the youngsters from the surrounding farming communities dreamt of working here. Parked outside the Nanhoron Arms Hotel, they say, would be Bentleys and Ferraris belonging to this smart set of summer visitors.” Sharp-suited, quick-witted, handsome, John Duffy had been sent from Merseyside to the establishment as an interim manager, someone who could shake the place up a little, teach it new ways. Local girl Joyce Williams worked there as a waitress. “People tell me she was a bit of heartbreaker. Great figure, really good dresser, always wore pearls. A dolly bird.”

The attraction was instantaneous. When the inevitable happened and Duffy’s father asked her mother out, her only question was, “D’you have a car?” He did and so the die was cast. To the amazement of all who knew him, John Duffy jacked in his place-hopping job and junior playboy lifestyle (“the convertible car, even a little speedboat”) for the year-round joys of Nefyn, where for the past 30 years he has managed its constitutional club, effectively the town’s social centre.

As hosts, John and Joyce were a focal point in Nefyn’s communal life, “This sweet, attractive couple, living above the shop as it were.” They had first one daughter, Kelly, then four years later, twins Amy and Katy. “My mum only found out the week before we were born, and it was such a big deal locally because we were the first to be born here since the 1890s. There’s a photo somewhere taken of us on the day of the fair, newborn babies being held by the previous ones, by then aged 90.” And life for the young Duffy girls was idyllic, season after season. “Nefyn was an amazing place to be a child. I couldn’t have asked for anywhere better. It was safe, friendly. You could stay out all hours, playing on the beach. The only downside is that I didn’t grow up very worldly. You couldn’t.”

But the harsh realities of life can impact anywhere. Duffy’s parents’ marriage ran into difficulties and, towards the end of her time at primary school, they announced their intention to separate (later they would divorce). “It was a tough time for all of us, but I see now that my sisters and I have been lucky. I know other people who had the experience when they were kids of their mums and dads splitting up messily and they’re still living with the aftermath. We’re not at all. We’re fine. Of course, it was a big thing in the town at the time, everybody talking about it, but I think my mum did the right thing in leaving. I remember my dad being very upset, even though he thought we were just moving down the road a way.”

They weren’t. Joyce Duffy had reconnected with her childhood sweetheart, Phil, in the interim. “He’d been a bit of a wild child and my grandmother hadn’t approved. Then he moved away, and contact had been lost.” And then, eventually, was remade. “Both of them with failed marriages by this point. They fell madly in love, the holding hands and kissing in public kind of love. And so we moved hundreds of miles away [to aforementioned Pembrokeshire] and found ourselves living with four new stepbrothers and sisters and an uncle. Ten people in all. No privacy and not much money, either. So not a good time to ask for music classes, which I’d have loved.”

For although she hadn’t yet got any CDs of her own, the young Duffy already knew she had a voice, albeit a fledgling one. And on her first day at a strange school, the music teacher discovered it, too, after pointing at her and asking her to sing solo. “Me? The new kid in the class? Just horrible. My face was burning. But on hearing me he said, ‘There’s something in that. Carry on,’ which was like an endorsement, the first I’d had.” In all other respects, this new environment represented a total culture shock. Back in Nefyn, Welsh was spoken at school and continues to be among her sisters (she still has friends who speak nothing else). Here, no one spoke it.

While both her siblings would go on to wear cap and gown, the growing Duffy struggled with academia. “Not that I was stupid. I got GCSEs. I got A levels. And to try to keep everyone happy, I then went on to college [in Chester, where she completed two out of three years of a nebulously titled course, Culture], but simply didn’t get it or want it. My graduation photo was never going to be in a frame alongside the other two’s.” Yet she describes those years as being among her happiest. “In addition to classes I was waitressing in a really fun French restaurant, plus singing each Tuesday night in a bar, Alexander’s. People were becoming interested in me. Life felt like it was jam-packed.”

In time, one of many demos she had recorded reached the desk of Jeanette Lee, who 20 years ago and in partnership with Geoff Travis founded Rough Trade, the record label and management company (among the acts she has represented are Pulp and Beth Orton). “Instantly I was completely taken with this amazing voice,” she recalls. “I didn’t even know if Duffy and I would work together. But I felt strongly that I needed to meet her and help her take things forward. When she came to London to see Geoff and me, we were just bowled over. She was charming, disarming, a breath of fresh air.”

Duffy, by then back in Nefyn and travelling by bus each day to Pwllheli to work in a ladies’ seconds clothing store (“Lovely owners, stock around ten seasons old and waiting bravely to come back into fashion, mainly elderly clientele, nothing over a tenner”), remembers being similarly smitten. “I didn’t know what Rough Trade was or what it stood for, but of course I recognise warmth and knowledge. A lot of people I’d met along the way had wanted me to do things I didn’t want to, in terms of sound or songs or style. Jeanette and Geoff were just so relaxed.” And for Lee, the fact that Duffy was self-admittedly ignorant of music history but desperate to learn was “the absolute perfect situation. We set about introducing her to great music and she simply lapped it all up.”

They also introduced her to ex-Suede guitarist, now record producer Bernard Butler, who was similarly taken with her artlessness. “She managed to grow up without any concept of what’s cool or current, even of how to sing,” he enthuses. “For her, coming to London at all, was the stuff of fairytales. It meant taking two buses, then two trains, took all day and was a leap of faith. Then she’d do it all in reverse to get home, playing the music she’d just made to old ladies she’d meet upon the way. It’s hard for cynical music industry types to comprehend how far removed she was from our world. But what you’ve got as a result is someone who acts and sings utterly unselfconsciously and from the heart, a most rare and magical thing.”

Together they wrote the title track of Rockferry three years ago, and so began the slow process of readying Duffy for the spotlight. Along the way, Lee became her manager, a small band of writers and producers was brought on board (Jimmy Hogarth, Eg White and Steve Booker) and a deal signed with A&M. The resultant album is gorgeous, mixing sounds redolent of Dionne Warwick and Dusty Springfield’s Bacharach & David-penned Sixties heartbreak with something very Welsh, untamed and all of Duffy’s own. Radio 1’s Jo Whiley was sufficiently moved to make Rockferry her single of the week; similarly, her one appearance on Later was not enough for Jools Holland, and she went back a second time. She’ll be a star.

But currently she’s one in waiting, and with blue lips, Porthdinllaen beach in winter being what it is. “Is that Amy?” wonders pensioner “Ming” Owen, on her way back from the Londis mini-mart. “It is! You having your picture taken as well and me in this old coat.” Then, turning to the rest of us, she adds, “Lovely girl. Sweet girl. Always was. I hope it’s true what they say in the paper.” (“Young singer hits the big time,” reads the billboard outside the newsagent’s this week.) At which point publican Stuart Webley, spotting Duffy amid our sorry crew, takes pity and opens up Ty Coch Inn. Her old schoolfriend Elgan Jones happens by, too, in recovery having broken his back playing rugby.

They want to know all about making an album and what it was like to tour recently in support of the Magic Numbers. “Amazing,” says Duffy of the latter experience. “The first time ever my family sees me perform and it’s at the Festival Hall. Mum was there, my stepdad, an auntie and uncle and two cousins. Another auntie cancelled ’cos she was worried about the terrorists in London.” Meanwhile, and en route to popping in on her dad, what she needs to know in return is all that’s been happening in her old neck of the woods: “Who’s going out with who? Who’s broken up? All of that.” A three-cornered volley of Welsh ensues. To the rest of us, only an increasingly wide-eyed Duffy’s eventual, “Scandal! Scan-dal!” is comprehensible. Which proves that you can take the girl out of Nefyn...

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Adele Vs Duffy - Who's Best?

From a comical webpage here.

Adele vs Duffy: who's best?
Story filed Thursday, 10 January 2008

These brilliant, made-for-Jools singer songwriters with one name are both hotly tipped by people whose tips for 2008 are based entirely on which press releases they've received for records coming out in the next few months.

But who's best?


One word name
Best song
'Chasing Pavements'
'Warwick Avenue'
What they say
"As soon as I got a microphone in my hand, when I was about 14, I realised I wanted to do this." "I don't think I can remember life without singing so I don't know how I started."
Jill Scott, Etta James, Billy Bragg, Peggy Lee, Jeff Buckley and The Cure. Patsy Cline: amazing.
Can you dance to her music?
Ability to win pub brawl
Vocal ability
Capacity for booze
Tendency towards black and white photography 61% 98%
Tendency towards carefully lit photography 91% 42%
Are they going to release any amazing poppers o'clock remixes
their songs?
Probably not.
Highly unlikely.
Are they better than Foals? Maybe
Chances of going totally off the
rails and pissing everything up
the wall
67% 1%
Will their second album be better than their first? Yes
Would they have been signed if
Amy Winehouse hadn't broken through?
Yes, but would have been a harder sell
Yes, artists like this are signed about 80 times a year
Likelihood of being mean about Girls Aloud
Likelihood of saying anything interesting at all in entire album campaign
Largely irrelevant elephants in
room not explicitly acknowledged
by media coverage
Not slim
Chance of million-selling greatest hits in six years
Do they own a dog?

And the winner is...

Who cares - when's the bloody Ashlee Simpson single being released in the UK?

Monday, January 7, 2008

Friday, January 4, 2008

Sound of 2008 Poll top ten revealed

Full top ten revealed. Duffy is voted to number 2 spot in the "Sound of 2008" poll. BBC news article here:

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Duffy is no.2 in Sound of 2008

BBC interview and article here - there's a link to watch the video of the interview.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008


Today, Duffy was interviewed on BBC Radio 4 on Woman's Hour by Jenni Murray. She performed Mercy live in the studio.

Download the entire slot in MP3 below.

interview with Jenni followed by "Mercy" live in the studio

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

01 Jan: Duffy is Gonna be Great in 2008

The below article in the Daily Star today.



RETRO is definitely back this year and leading the ladies is Duffy, 23.
This 60s-esque Dusty Springfield type has co-written her album with Bernard Butler, 37, of Suede and the outcome will melt the coldest of hearts.


ANOTHER young laydee embracing retro is Adele, whose sassiness is Winehouse-esque.
The 19-year-old told me: “I’ve been singing all my life but I got signed through MySpace.
“I recorded half my album with Jim Abbiss, who worked with Arctic Monkeys, and I also did a track with Mark Ronson.”
Add to that, the Brits’ Critics Choice Award coming to her in February and Adele is a megastar in the making.


SCOTTISH four-piece Glasvegas make beautiful harmonised rock.
Singer James Allan’s heart-tugging lyrics about growing up on Glasgow’s mean streets ring with epic emotion.
But it wasn’t easy forming a band in a place where most lads get into football and fighting.
James, 27, told me: “I think people thought I was a nutcase because I played the guitar. But when people hear the songs they really get it.”


HAVING gigged every venue the country has to offer in 07, Joe Lean and The JJJs are ready to release their debut guitar-bop album.
Frontman Joe, 24, told me: “Most bands over the past few years have taken the growl out of their guitars and used a computer to get the drums in time. That’s what’s motivated us – we want to sound more alive.
“Our album will include all the little blemishes.”
Forthcoming single Lonely Buoy should see them catapult into the Top 10.


EMERGING from the East End of London, this trendy knob-twiddler, 22, has remixed Gwen Stefani, 38, Klaxons and Sugababes, plus fellow on-fire producers Calvin Harris, 23, and Mark Ronson, 32. He even has his own Radio One show in 2008.


THIS New York fivesome’s preppy afro rock will tattoo smiles on faces when their debut album hits.


HE turned down a slot on Kylie’s album because it wasn’t the right time, but 2008 is looking like his year.
Pals with Calvin Harris, the 25-year-old mixes up rock
and electro into a massive disco-cocktail.


BOOZE-soaked raucous blues brilliance from the darkest ends of Kentucky.


THIS rising folkette will release her debut LP in February.
Wistful and beautiful, Laura, 17, delivers singer-songwriter fare with a dark twist.


SIGNED to the same label as Playlist faves Reverend And The Makers, the London-based weirdo-rockers’ frontman is a superstar in the making. The wittily-worded second single Black Moon is released in April.


SWEDISH sexpot Ida, 23, has got a pair of room-shaking lungs that make Björk sound as meek as a newly born kitten.
Her tunes are catchier than a case of German measles.


Already tipped for the top by fellow Leicester rockers Kasabian, Budd’s Bruce Springsteen vocals and guitar pop will be a winner in ’08.


BUZZING beats and whizzing guitars equal aching feet on the dancefloor. Be ready for that.


BELIEVE the hype with this lot. The funky fivesome, who I told you about in ’07, release their debut album in February.
Contenders for a Mercury Music Prize nomination.


THIS sexy London lass will make a name for herself with her feelgood carnival doo-wap tunes.


A BOOTY-SHAKING three-piece who sound like Macy Gray, 40, backed by Stevie Wonder, 57.


This 30-year-old bagged a record deal after walking into Radio One and getting Chris Moyles, 33, to play his track on air. His orchestral indie pop is more uplifting than a bunch of helium balloons.


HAVING already worked with Mark Ronson, this New Yorker’s juicy debut single Les Artistes will make her a star in her own right.


PERKY pop boy/girl duo The Ting Tings have got the industry buzzing louder than a narked-off wasp.


NEW Coventry lad-rockers angling for The Enemy’s crown.


PROVING guitars aren’t always the most essential element in a band, Royworld’s piano driven poppiness echoes Talking Heads and Roxy Music.


YORKSHIRE four-piece whose brooding widescreen croon-along anthems are well worth seeking out.


THIS Irish trio have already conquered LA after working with the likes of The Neptunes.
With hip-hop beats and soulful vocals, they’re a funkier, sampled-up Maroon 5.


THIS Denmark-based band’s Rapture-esque dancetastic guitars and vocals are begging for lasers and cowbells.


HAVING recently supported Tori Amos in the US, South African singer Yoav, 28, delivers melancholy and feel-good melody in equal measure.