Shops are useless. They all sell the same things. No wonder music's gone out of fashion. Nobody knows what's out there. I remember when I lived in London on top of a hill. It's only taken me till recently to figure out why radio used to be good. Living on top of a hill overlooking all of south London meant access to all the pirate stations, and that's what I used to listen to. And 70's and early 80's London was full of them, so no shortage of stuff to listen to. I didn't have to wait until Sunday for the top 40, in fact I knew nothing about that till I was 11. Thinking about it now, it was a privilege. Had I known it would end, I'd have been more diligent about recording it. The fact that you might be able to find it on the bus (I mean the Internet) has no meaning, no context, no context and no context. It has absolutely no meaning at all without a competent DJ to tell you a few things to look out for in the proceeding tracks. Witth all this DAB crap, the traditional airways should be handed over to, well, us, really.