Tonight, London ignited.
From the moment the doors opened, Fenix — a name whispered among the city’s creatives just weeks ago — proved to be much more than a venue. It was an aural arena where legacies converged, and new chapters were written in thick, glittering strokes of sound.
Mim Grey — Heartfelt Intensity in Every Note
The evening unfurled with Mim Grey, whose voice did more than fill the space — it expanded it, like emotion made physical. Her set was a tapestry of feeling, each song threaded with honesty, vulnerability, and a melodic grace that landed deep in the chest. Grey didn’t just sing; she revealed, pulling stories out of shadows and stitching them into the moment with luminous precision.
Rich Austin — A Soulful Journey Through Blues & Light
When Rich Austin took the stage, the air shifted. His guitar lines cut like silver light through dusk, bending blues into the hearts of the crowd. There was a timelessness to his performance — as if each chord resonated not just across the room, but through decades of soul music itself. It was rich in every sense: tone, feeling, and the experience of someone who knows both the tradition and the fresh edges of the genre.
Todd Sharpville — Classic Roots, Modern Fire
Next came Todd Sharpville, a living bridge between blues heritage and contemporary pulse. Sharpville’s playing was a conversation — between his fingers and the fretboard, between past and present. Each song felt like a fresh chapter in a long story of musical devotion, his riffs crisp and seasoned with emotion, his presence commanding yet inviting.
Scant Regard ft. Will Crewdson — Electric Ascent
The climax of the night arrived with Scant Regard, the electrifying solo project of Will Crewdson — a musician whose guitar is both a weapon and a whisper. Known for his work across rock and new wave, Crewdson transformed the closing set into a visceral, cinematic journey — equal parts turbulence and transcendence.
Under the Fenix lights, Crewdson’s performance was a vivid tapestry of sounds: sharp, surging guitar lines shot through electronic textures, seismic rhythms, and textural shadows. The crowd was held in thrall, swept along as each crescendo built into a moment that felt almost mythic — like watching a phoenix take flame and flight before your eyes.
Crewdson’s Magnetic Command
Whether it was the echoing sprawl of his guitar tone or the intensity behind every gesture, Crewdson carried the room into that rare territory where sound becomes sight, and music becomes an event — a shared ritual rather than just a performance.
Fenix — A Stage, A Symbol, A Rising Force
Throughout the night, one thing became clear:
Fenix isn’t just a venue.
It’s a birthplace — a crucible where veteran voices, contemporary innovators, and boundary-breaking artists converge. It stands as a testament to the power of live music to transform, elevate, and unify. From Grey’s emotional clarity to Austin’s blues-soaked depth, Sharpville’s timeless fire, and Crewdson’s electric ascent, Fenix crafted an experience that didn’t just echo — it lingered.
Tonight, Fenix rose. And anyone who was in that room felt it — a convergence of artistry and energy that seemed to whisper: This is just the beginning.