Tessa Souter and the perils of MySpace

A couple of years ago, I was lucky enough to befriend Tessa Souter, a British expat living in New York earning her crust as a jazz singer. Since then I’ve seen her a few times - whenever we happen to be in the same city (London, New York, Washington DC) I make sure that I go and see her play. She has a very fresh mainstream style with a pinch of exotic flavours, writes tunes that really come from her heart, and plays with some great musicians. Everybody that I play her album to loves it, which is always a good sign - maybe you should buy a copy for yourself?

If you don’t feel like buying an album solely on the basis of my recommendation (I don’t see why you wouldn’t - I have really good music taste), then there is a very easy way that you can hear Tessa’s music and support her at the same time. Simply click on this here link to Tessa’s MySpace page and you’ll instantly increase her number of hits. This sort of thing impresses record companies, you know, plus you get a chance to listen to some good music while you’re at work. Everybody, as they say, is a winner.

Unless MySpace crashes your browser, which just happened to me twice. I should emphasise that this wasn’t Tessa’s fault, however.