Flaming Hearts band Lancashire was formed in 2015 at the base of Pendle Hill. Every year thousands of people come to celebrate the famous witches and covens that the area was once infamous for. Into the modern era came five lads from not so different backgrounds. They met on a dark foreboding night and decided once more to try and create their own kind of magic in the form of music which they hoped would lift the soul and brighten the darkest of days. They plan on enjoying the ride wherever it may take them.
This led the band to an understanding of the soul jangling effect that hook driven and infectious riffs can have on people. Here we have five lads who have an unshifting belief that if you’re good enough you’ll get somewhere in this business. Amongst many experiences, the band can draw on a number of festival performances. Support slots for Bruce Foxton, Dodgy, X Simple Minds and Eddie & The Hotrods. ‘Live’ performances on radio.
Flaming Hearts Band Lancashire
Coupled with heartfelt and meaningful lyrics which tell personal stories, they are proud to say that each song that makes it from concept to recording is different in sound and style. Two of the band members very nearly gate crashed the Grammys a few years back!
Through a misunderstanding of what constitutes a nomination or a shortlisting they found themselves thrown into the spotlight of the national press and TV. The lads did the right thing (regretfully now!) and didn’t ride the wave for too long. They did however get to play the Sun newspaper studio in London where the week before Bon Jovi had been recording. Also they were hailed by Sting on live TV when he was asked about certain TV talent shows vs this band from the cobbled streets of Lancashire who have tread the sticky carpeted, hard nosed Working Men’s Clubs where only the fierce and talented survive. Sting said “God bless ’em.”
“We are The Flaming Hearts Band and we are magic.”
Second Try is soulful. Bad Girl has funk/ big band edge with a blues outro.
Can You Feel It is Indie guitar with a Reggae interlude.
It’s Too Late – immediately catchy and identifiably memorable – with feeling.