James Smith (Manchester Deaf Institute)

It’s something that often goes unnoticed—just how much independent artists have to sacrifice to bring their music to a live audience. Touring isn’t about profit for many of these musicians; it’s about passion, connection, and growth. They handle everything themselves, investing their own money, time, and energy into making it happen. James Smith is no exception. With no budget for a full band, he decided to take this tour on solo—just him, a guitar, and a cameraman. And honestly? He didn’t need anything more.

James Smith absolutely did himself proud last night. He controlled the room with his raw talent, his effortless humor, and, above all, his unbelievable voice. This was my second gig this week where it was just an artist and a guitar, and once again, it completely won me over. There’s something about stripped-back performances in small venues that lets you see talent in its purest form

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I’ve known of James’ music for years, but I hadn’t fully dived into his new album until now—and let me tell you, it’s fantastic. His setlist blended his older classics with tracks from this latest record, and it was clear how much his sound has evolved. There’s an undeniable groove to his newer material, laced with old-school influences that give it so much character.

It’s something that often goes unnoticed—just how much independent artists have to sacrifice to bring their music to a live audience. Touring isn’t about profit for many of these musicians; it’s about passion, connection, and growth. They handle everything themselves, investing their own money, time, and energy into making it happen. James Smith is no exception. With no budget for a full band, he decided to take this tour on solo—just him, a guitar, and a cameraman. And honestly? He didn’t need anything more.

James Smith absolutely did himself proud last night. He controlled the room with his raw talent, his effortless humor, and, above all, his unbelievable voice. This was my second gig this week where it was just an artist and a guitar, and once again, it completely won me over. There’s something about stripped-back performances in small venues that lets you see talent in its purest form.

I’ve known of James’ music for years, but I hadn’t fully dived into his new album until now—and let me tell you, it’s fantastic. His setlist blended his older classics with tracks from this latest record, and it was clear how much his sound has evolved. There’s an undeniable groove to his newer material, laced with old-school influences that give it so much character.

But the real standout of the night? His vocals. I knew James had a great voice, but hearing it live was something else entirely. His range, control, and ability to move effortlessly between powerful belts and delicate falsettos were nothing short of mind-blowing. It’s the kind of talent that makes you stop in your tracks.

James Smith wasn’t just impressive—he was hilarious. Completely himself on stage, he had the crowd laughing just as much as he had them in awe of his vocals. From mid-song burps to effortless banter, he made the whole night feel like you were just hanging out with a mate who happens to be ridiculously talented. Honestly, he’s the kind of artist you could buy a ticket for, listen to him chat for an hour with no music, and still walk away thinking it was money well spent—though, of course, the bonus is that his music is brilliant too.

And then there was his presence—casual, funny, and completely at ease. He had the crowd smiling, laughing, swaying, and singing along. His guitar playing carried the room, adding just enough rhythm and personality to every song. It was intimate, authentic, and exactly the kind of gig that reminds you why live music is so special.

James Smith is an artist worth keeping an eye on. Whether it’s his next release or his next tour, I’ll be there—and you should be too.