I’ve been obsessed with music and collecting records ever since I can remember. I even played a lot of those records at clubs all over the country. And since I grew up in London in the 70s and 80s, a mere bus ride away from the Roundhouse, the Rainbow and the Hammersmith Odeon, you can imagine how many gigs I went to. Well actually, I went to hardly any. Because I have a shameful confession to make – I don’t like gigs. Never have, never will.

Unfortunately, Live Aid changed everything. Gigs became huge, overblown and fiendishly expensive

When I went along to my first one, aged 15, I truly believed that it would herald a lifelong love of live music. The Who were playing a secret gig at the Kilburn State. Though it must have been the worst kept secret in London because half my class seem

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