A free copy of the NME was thrust into my hand today. This tacky little freesheet was once the greatest music paper in the land. Its writers included Tony Parsons, Julie Burchill and Danny Baker. I was a great fan of Baker’s singles reviews. Years later I became a fan of his radio show, got him in to voice a TV commercial, then married his agent and had two children. All because of the NME. It now feels more like Heat magazine. Under the heading “Things We Like” there was a selection of fragrances “to make sure dad smells awesome on Father’s Day”. I could have wept and can only imagine what Tony Parsons or Julie Burchill would make of it now. Looking back, I cannot count the number of bands that I discovered through the pages of the NME. Shall I just pick one at random?
From priceless to worthless.
- John Cooper-C...26th Jul 2019
- I should have...24th Jul 2019
- Fifty years s...18th Jul 2019
- Normally, I'd...16th Jul 2019
- If only I had...15th Jul 2019
- I've run out ...10th Jul 2019
- Rock'n'Roll b...7th Jul 2019
- Cockles and w...6th Jul 2019
- Another lovel...3rd Jul 2019
- The perfect a...30th Jun 2019
- I couldn't be...28th Jun 2019
- Shame about R...24th Jun 2019
- Music on your...23rd Jun 2019
- ITV bans all-...21st Jun 2019
- Rocketman and...17th Jun 2019 next