Britain’s first commercial radio station is 40 years old this week. It’s a talk station and most of its programmes are phone ins. Yet back in the 80s it had a completely incongruous hip-hop show on Sunday afternoons. Even weirder, it was hosted by Mike Allen, a smooth, urbane middle-aged man whose tastes when he was on Capital were far more hippie than hip hop. But somehow it worked. So bizarrely, it was on LBC that I first heard obscure tracks like this. Yet this peculiar show has not been mentioned at all in the 40-year celebrations. I’m now convinced I imagined it.
40 years of LBC…..

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