by Terence Dackombe: Well, ok, I take your point… please allow me to expand on that. There were plenty of other people around to ruin my childhood, most of them priests and monks, so to pin the blame solely on Tony Benn is perhaps rather wilful.
When The Beatles were, suddenly, the most popular musical act in the United Kingdom, Brian Epstein and Dick James had to pull in favours, or beg, to enable the group’s enormous number of fans to actually hear any of their music on the radio.
Due to an absurd ‘we know best’ stitch up between the Musicians’ Union and the Victorian era time-travellers of the sheet music vendors, the BBC was only ‘allowed’ to play a handful of hours of recorded music each day.
When we take into account that the BBC, and especially radio shows playing popular music, was run by former servicemen (officer class only) who knew what was good for you (and it wasn’t The Beatles, Rolling Stones, or The Hollies) then fans of the new guitar groups were living in a cultural Sahara.
At night, when parents, guardians, or roaming priests were ensuring that we were asleep, there was the pop music fan’s 1964 equivalent of crack – Radio Luxembourg, which employed, extraordinarily, some young-ish people to introduce 45 rpm singles without the hoods of the Phonographic Performance Limited banging down the door to wrest the music of The Kinks, and Gerry and the Pacemakers from their grasp.