You may have a point. I did listen to R1, from when Tony Blackburn opened it with The Move, right through till Judge Jules and his trance mixes in the late 90s. But I struggled with the chatterboxes, and the relentless Smashy and Nicey naffness. And of course I was working during the day, the sort of work that is not enhanced by radio prattle. So most of R1 passed me by.For all the justified criticism of some of its main “characters” - I’m looking at you, DLT - I really rather miss the hugely popular and down-to-earth, fun nature of the old Radio One. The roadshows, Our Tune, the ancient and sometimes very dodgy DJs, all things that are easy to mock in hindsight.
But since then nothing that appealed so widely, right across all age and class divides has replaced it. Getting rid of hugely popular figures is always justifiable with a public sector broadcasting remit but something that a lot of people simply enjoyed was disbanded. With the BBC there’s often a real sense of not knowing what you’ve got until it’s gone. Just my humble opinion.
But even so, I can't ever engage with hankering for past times. Even John Peel was a perve (his schoolgirl obsession) and the relentless diet of 1970s casual racism, sexism and homophobia cannot easily be dismissed as 'simpler times'. And most of the music played was part of a narrow playlist, informed by payola, with the dull MOR punctuated by frequent extreme shite (Clodagh Rogers; Paper Lace, Tina Charles), making the whole thing borderline unlistenable. Still 1000 times better than Heart FM, though.