Lily Fraser

Photos by Steph Dray, Jacob Ainley,Tom Glendining & Illustrations by Lj Tiny.

To get in touch with Lily's management email management@lilyfraser.com

Now, business aside, Lets Get Personal:

'Born and bred in Cornwall, raised in the middle of nowhere, nourished on honey comb, bathed in mud and rinsed in creek water '

Well, that just about sums up my slightly feral childhood and a village, a town and couple of decades on and here i am in London town attempting to be a right propa city lassy, but i'm not sure i'm really a natural.

I come in at number three in a brood of six; four girls, two boys. Spawn of a songwriter turned producer and an actress turned writer. We grew up at a recording studio next to a creek with no road to it, deep in the cornish countryside. Outside culture came in by boat every couple of weeks in the form of skinny young blokes with funny haircuts and eye snatching girls with crazy hair and make up. Music was everywhere all day, but it's not as romantic as it sounds I went to sleep to the sound of a solo drum kit most nights (all the other instruments were almost inaudible) and from this unusual nighttime accompaniment i have developed the useful ability to fall asleep stone cold sober on the PA in the middle of any club or party. Dance music is to me a sleepy lullaby!



WHAT ROCKS MY WORLD: Something happens to me when I start to write a song its like all the liberation I dont feel as an adult trying to scrape by in a big busy city comes and inhabits me I feel like I did as a child running through the woods on my first lone adventure, diving in to the river in march, rolling around in the mud at low tide. I feel the intensity of emotion that I felt the first time I lay on my floor as a teenager and played The Joshua Tree, when I heard Prince and imagined sex, when I first fell in love and started to make my own poetry, had my heart broken and couldnt imagine a worse pain, when I thought my parents had stopped loving me cos Id been a bad bad girl. When I was trying to work out who I was; like so many kids I struggled to unite the good girl who always thought of others and the girl I thought was too intense, too dark, too brooding, too naughty to take out in public. I hid her away in secret diaries and led a secret life unbeknownst to my family and friends. And like anything you try to keep in the dark she strained to get out and craned her head towards the light, desperate to be discovered in her isolation. Over time I realized I was just exhausting myself with this game and really i wanted everyone to know exactly who I was. So I let her out and now I get up on stage and show her to the world and god it feels good! Its a freedom of expression beyond any Ive ever experienced, its a safe environment where i can tell everyone the truth.



CHILLING OUT: I walk on the heath, usually by myself. I listen to other peoples conversations. I stare a lot. I read books til 4 in the morning when everyone else is sleeping. I watch films and believe its real life. Living life vicariously is such a treat, its chocolate chip ice cream for the mind! But everything starts to feel a bit surreal if I indulge my penchant for escapism too often. I try to cook delicious food and like to share it if possible. I dress up for no particular reason. I look at myself in the mirror and try and understand that that person is me I check often just to be sure.



WEBSITE: www.lilyfraser.com