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. […]

My passion for music began at an early age, I grew up listening to my parent’s records, which were always playing in our house. It was a remarkably diverse collection and ranged from “Rock and Roll” to the “Musicals” of the time. As soon as I had pocket money, I saved for records of my […]

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 […]

Music’s great, isn’t it? Ever since I was born I’ve been obsessed with music. (I’ve also been obsessed with Japanese sweets, public information films and penguins, but I haven’t worked out how to put them on the radio yet) Growing up in St Neots, I spent every Saturday afternoon in Woolworths, trying to decide which […]