Devon Sproule

Canadian born Devon Sproule has been spending an awful lot of her time on this side of the pond and in doing so she's built herself a solid base of appreciative fans.
There are three main reasons for that, great songs, solid performance and a predilection for wearing vintage dresses and playing a fifty year old Gibson guitar. It gives her a distinctive image as well as sound. With so many good female singer/songwriters around, it's useful to have something that sets you apart.
That and sheer hard work seem to be doing the job. Her blend of folk, blues and old timey Americana have set venues alight. Her shoes have graced some good stages and I'm sure will a few more. It makes sense to hand over to fellow Fatea, writer and gig correspondant, Allan Wilkinson at this point.
"Devon captivated the audience with a handful of memorable songs, delivered in her offbeat and delightful quirky fashion. I am reminded of a pre-MacColl Peggy Seeger, the way Ewan MacColl once described her, as a young American college girl on foreign shores with worn out plimsolls and filthy neck that hasn't been washed in weeks. The waif-like Sproule is neither American nor does she possess a filthy neck, but she certainly has that youthful charisma and a stage presence that immediately captivates you, as Seeger must have had in the Fifties."