Sarah Nixey

singer - musician - songwriter

Press reviews for album Brave Tin Soldiers

"The second Nixey solo album is a thing of subtle gorgeousness" The Independent

"... her own songs are delivered in such an accessible, radio-friendly style that she could easily find a wider audience" ★★★★ Sunday Times

“…Nixey’s breathy vocals lure you in.” ★★★★ Scottish Sunday Express

"... an eloquent, seductive and at times moving journey that reveals Nixey to be a hugely talented songwriter." The VPME

"... a perfect summer evening record." Music OMH

“…a warm and charming record which reinstates her position as Britain’s most elegant chanteuse.”

“…understated triumph” ★★★ Uncut


Press highlights for debut solo album Sing, Memory

“[Sarah] takes us by the manicured hand into a world of butterfly collectors, labyrinths, masquerades and night shifts, every word simmering with exquisite ennui.” The Word

“In a time before Alison Goldfrapp and perhaps Sophie Ellis-Bextor, Sarah Nixey was the closest thing you’d get to royalty in the charts.”

“When this lady’s less weird, strangely enough, she’s wonderful.” The Word

“Nixey exploits her freedom to showcase a Euro-electro charisma on the enervated disco of Beautiful Oblivion and the surprising – and surprisingly good – cover of The Human League’s The Black Hit of Space.” Q Magazine

“…slick, smart Xenomanic confections, as though Rachel Stevens had a faraway glint of Charlotte Rampling.” Uncut

“The songs are electro, or pop, or electropop... subtly hallucinatory, swimmy and strange, late nights and beautiful people, taste, decadence, discretion, perfect smiles, expensive cars, and something aching, wordless, behind it all.” Plan B magazine

“Sing, Memory is a glossy, shimmering presentation. It bleeps and trills, swoons and climbs, and coolly exudes the confidence of some professionally-executed electronic jiggery-pokery.” Stylus Magazine

“Listening to it gives one the sensation of having wandered into the soundscape of a film soundtrack; or into a very adult and cynical, yet still reluctantly romantic, fairytale world. It’s a window into an imaginary country full of unexpected metaphors, weird coincidences and glimpses of bizarre or poignant could-have-beens; a softly-spoken, blurred and trippy dreamworld.” Drowned in Sound

“…this is a hauntingly sensual selection of ambient pop songs…”MSN

“By way of introduction Sarah’s confessional voice explains that there are ‘two sides to every story” before When I’m Here With You, a smoky and decidedly French flavoured highlight raises the red velvet curtain in considerable style. Sing Memory continues to weave a dark magic via the arpegiating Breathe In, Fade Out and delightfully sombre ballad Love & Exile, along with a suitably gloomy cover of Human League’s The Black Hit Of Space.” MSN

“It’s a record that beckons you in with an evil grin to slip beneath its eighties electro surface into the same dark and murky waters where Echo and the Bunnymen and OMD first invited us to skinny dip. Echoes of the darker end of eighties electronica flit all over the album, above and beyond the cover of the early Human League classic The Black Hit Of Space, slipping in and out of ethereal memories from the British Electric Foundation to Saint Etienne.” MusicOMH

“An eloquent, ethereal affair, Sarah Nixey’s solo debut is split into two divine chunks, with the first ‘Sing’ introduced by a self-help style soft spoken monologue backed with the glittering sounds of electro calm that hypnotise the audience into Nixey’s zone.” Room Thirteen

“Sarah Nixey has it mastered. Her debut solo album Sing, Memory is a true surprise: an elegant, diverse pop record that steers Sarah toward the mainstream while maintaining intelligence and a sense of ice-cool style.” XOLondon

"Get ready for Nixey. A stylish force to be reckoned with."


From Black Box Recorder days

“Nixey is fast becoming, in as understated way as possible, one of the more compelling performers to be found on a British stage.” The Independent

“…a songbird so frosty she could reverse global warming.” Spin