SUPPORTING TAKE THAT

It's the day before the first gig at the O2. We have a rehearsal all day with the 2 dancers that are in two of the songs. Our set is 20 minutes and we are trying to squeeze in 6 songs. It's been hard choosing which ones. Everyone has different opinions about which songs to sing and of course this gig is not just about me but about warming the crowd up for Take That. I'm also trying to bear in mind which songs are Jason's favourites. So we've gone as upbeat as possible and the dancers were also in the Shine video so they know their stuff.
The rehearsal goes well. I'm on edge but it calms me down when it all goes smoothly. My band are amazing. We've only been playing together for about 10 weeks since I was given the support slots. Jason told me about the dates and asked me to think about whether I'd like to do them and to let him know. I said I really didn't need to think about it and the answer was definitely "YES"
I've been friends with Jason for 15 years now, since Take That the first time around. I only began writing songs a few years ago and he has been amazingly supportive of my music. He really loves it, listens to it and wanted me to showcase it on their tour. What an amazing opportunity.
I don't sleep very well the night before the gig and I wake up early, a mixture of excitement and nerves. I can't eat my breakfast properly in the morning (rare for me not to be able to get a meal down me) and I get ready and go off to the rehearsal studio to meet the band. I have a lot to remember. My costume, make up, tickets for people etc. We have one last run through at the studios and then all load in the van. Off to the O2 we go.
Half way there the boys (my guitarist Cameron, drummer Sam and bass player Mark) start chanting "Drive through, drive through, drive through" at the tour manager who is driving, so he does a quick turn and we stop at Mcdonalds. I feel bad because I have to get a black sequined catsuit on in 3 hours but I also realise I won't eat again until after and I haven't eaten all day. We get going again and all of a sudden the traffic stops flowing. There's been an accident in the Blackwell tunnel which stands between us and the O2 Arena. There are helicopters and tons of police and it's 3.45 and we have to be at the O2 at 4pm to get all of our equipment in for soundcheck. I start panicking a bit inside. It doesn't help my nerves but there is nothing anyone can do. At last we start moving again and finally arrive at the venue. I've seen lots of Take That shows over the years but I've never been in the backdoor before. It's so exciting.
I'm shown to my dressing room and while the guys load the equipment in, I have my make up done. I am called to soundcheck just after 5pm. The Arena looks massive and there are people milling around everywhere getting things ready. Soundcheck always scares me as I have to sing on my own with no instrumentation behind me to make sure the vocals are the right levels. As I'm singing away all on my own Howard walks in and waves. Then I look to the right of the stage and Mark is standing there with a big smile on his face. Then I really start getting nervous. I'm a massive fan of Take That but also of Marks solo stuff. I've been to see loads of his gigs and he is so good live. I think he realises he's making me a bit nervous and disappears. Then I see Jason walk in and he sits down and stays for the rest of soundcheck. He comes onto the stage and says Hi at the end and we all go back to the dressing room. More make up and then I have to do a vocal warm up (boring) I don't know where that hour goes but all of a sudden my manager Paul says it's tome to go on.
My heart is pounding. I've never played to more than about 200 people before and this venue holds 18,000. On I go. I feel like I've just been pushed into a very deep pool. I sing the first song, the dancers are behind me and I look up and see myself on the massive screen. I take a deep breath and remember the most important thing, to enjoy it.
It goes really well and very quickly. 20 minutes feels like about 5 and all of a sudden it's over. Jason is the first person I see as I go down the steps from the stage. Ever encouraging he says it was brilliant.. The band are all on a high. I go straight upstairs to see my friends and family who were watching. My Mum looks like she is going to pass out. She was so nervous. Everyone says it was great.
I run back down to find the band. The boys are in catering of course. Now the show is over their attention turns to back to their stomachs. The food looks great but I'm too excited to eat. I bump into Gary, who says I look like I've lost loads of weight (second highlight of the night!) we have a little chat and then I go back to my friends. We watch Sophie Ellis Bextor and then of course the Take That show. It's absolutely spectacular.
We have to leave before the end of the night as all of our stuff has to be out. It's Take That's last night at the O2 so the second they come off stage the roadies will pack up, making way for Led Zeppelin who are next up.
Off we drive in our little van while I look back knowing that I am missing the encore. I wonder if the boys will demand another burger on the way home! Back to reality – until next week. Here we come Manchester!