Mornings

I believe for anyone following and enjoying music it is a personal journey and we all take a different route. To label a song that you hear as rubbish really means it’s not for you. Someone wrote it someone recorded it and someone bought it, therefore it cannot be rubbish. Back in 1968, I like […]

I’ve always wanted to ‘do’ radio. Back in 1990 (ish), in my first few weeks at Leeds Uni, I went into St Jimmys to enquire about hospital radio. I had a meeting but then a potent combination of female students, subsidised drinking and gig-going (plus the odd lecture) meant that nothing ever came of it. […]

I was not yet a teenager when I first heard offshore radio in the early 60s. Radio Veronica was playing non-stop music all day long and it didn’t matter that the DJ’s were speaking Dutch – it was exciting and different to anything else on the dial and I knew my destiny had been set! […]

The Pirates, Radio London, Radio Caroline and Radio England all sparked my interest as a young lad. I spent many hours in my bedroom with a big old wooden-cased valve radio which had a tuning needle that would scroll across a dial telling of such exciting and exotic far off places as Hilversum, Athlone and Luxembourg. Apart […]