On this day 30 years ago, I was sitting in my parents' front room waiting for The Greatest Gig of All Time to begin. Only back then, it wasn't clear that this was going to be quite such a momentous event. With my rock journo cynicism, I had doubted whether Bob Geldof could pull it off, so had decided to send another member of the Record Mirror staff to Wembley. It turned out to be one of my … [Read more...] about The day I missed The Greatest Gig of All Time
In the third extract from my memoir Hit Girl: My Bizarre Double Life in the Pop World of the Eighties, I tell the story of my first encounter with a bunch of young upstarts who would go on to conquer the globe with their aspirational videos, pretty-boy looks and pop-rock tunes. The resulting interview in Sounds, published in December 1980, was the band's first-ever mainstream press … [Read more...] about How I discovered Duran Duran. Or did they discover me?