29th Picture

Music is my first love and it’ll be my last. Sounds like a que for a song doesn’t it?

When I was thinking of writing this blog on music I really didn’t know how I was going take a picture of my real first love, music. So I’ve opted for a picture of the Jules Holland show via my TV.

I’ve been a music fan for as long as I can remember.

My first recollection of loving music goes back to the time I spent in India. My dad wanted me and my brother to be educated in Punjab so one by one as we got to a certain age (5) we were shipped off to my uncle and aunties house in a little rural village. I went to a boarding school a few months later but not before I was exposed to what was some of the most wonderful music I’d ever heard.

My uncle would put the radio on a couple of times a day and during that time we’d sit around and listen to either Punjabi or Hindi music. I can’t really remember listening to any music when I was here with my parents so all this colourful music was a total revelation.

I came back to England when I was about nine, and instantly I was exposed to the latest songs on the radio. Once again I was in for a treat! I now had three very different types of music I really loved.

The first real band I followed was Madness; and I remember buying every single; album I could get my hands on. It wasn’t long before my musical taste broadened even further and now I have a very eclectic taste in music.

It all depends on my mood but one moment I could be listening to an African folk song and the next spice girls. It’s that varied. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Ammo