I'm Beginning To See The Light: How the Rhyl Radio One Roadshow in 1993 changed my life.
This piece was originally written in October for Robinsons Records - please visit that wonderful Manchester based blog at the link above. Let me get this clear from the off; we all had shit taste in music when we were 13. Even if your Dad was playing wall to wall Bowie , your Mum working her way through the Motown back catalogue or your hormonal older Sister was smashing her guitar to Bikini Kill in a show of disdain to the Patriarchy - you'd have still been listening to Take That / Spice Girls / Westlife / One Direction / Little Mix / BTS (Delete where age applicable..) It's not your fault though is it? I don't think so. Pop is aimed at you at that age as much as Kinder Buenos or the adverts on CITV in November are - primed as we are for a life of endless consumption and crippling debt as young as possible. BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT YOU TWATS BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT BUY IT. There's two men who are really to blame; Sigmund Freud and Edward Bernays . Freud y