I absolutely hate Radio 1 now. Ten years ago it was great; good music, good presenters (Mark and Lard for example) and a general feeling that they were doing things right. I happily admit to listening to it to and from work every day and to a certain extent you could say they provided the soundtrack to my life for a few years.
Not any more though.
How come every correspondent they have is a camp Jock? I'm not gayist or Jockist but that's all we hear. Entertainment, movies, you name it, there's one of our softly-spoken cousins from north of the border sticking his two penneth in.
Their playlist is a shambles. To a certain extent that can be blamed on the quality of music being released these days, but instead of providing a balanced outlook on what people are listening to these days, they just stick with the most popular genre of the moment. I must admit that in the BritPop era that was ace for me, but now it's all guns and ho's I realise just how annoying it must have been for non-fans of 90's guitar tunes. For the last time, people, saying your name repeatedly and 'ice' or 'shorty' does not a good tune make.
Last but not least (mainly because it drove me to write this blog) is something omnipresent Currys-botherer Edith "I shag musicians, me" Bowman said today.
She was reviewing upcoming films with, you guessed it, a camp Scotsman, when they came to the end of the segment. This is verbatim what she said:
"OK, let's get a couple of songs out of the way then we'll carry on with the reviews"
At what point did Radio 1 stop treating music as the staple of their output? Clearly these days they're more bothered about fawning over the latest movies, Lost and B-list celebrities to bother with all that music lark.
41 years it's been going. At one time it was the pinnacle of forward-thinking radio. Now it's a shambolic old wreck limping from one bandwagon to the next. In a word, absolutely pathetic.
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