There's something perfectly fitting about interviewing
Fiona-Lee while she's still in PJs, eating toast and listening to Martha Wainwright. It's exactly the kind of unvarnished morning scenario you'd expect from an artist whose music strips away the Instagram filters from growing up to reveal something far more interesting underneath.
The East Yorkshire newcomer has spent the past year quietly assembling one of 2025's most anticipated debut EPs, transforming teenage tribulations into guitar-driven gold. Now, with '
Nothing Compares To Nineteen' set to land via Gravity/Capitol Records this March, she's ready to prove that authentic storytelling still hits harder than any algorithm-friendly formula.
"I initially moved into his office basement," she recalls of her first days in London, working with an early manager. "Needless to say, it was a bit dodge, but I managed to get myself out of that situation." It's the kind of origin story that could easily read like a music industry Mad Libs, but Fiona-Lee recounts it with the same unflinching honesty that makes her songwriting feel less like diary entries and more like dispatches from the frontline of growing up.