
“You shouldn’t admit your mistakes on radio, but I done bad . . .” One of the many volunteers broadcasting from Leeds Student Union apologises for an awkward gap between songs. It’s a light apology – no real embarrassment. The tone of the whole station is of an easy joy in the medium: in other words, you rarely get the feeling that any of the presenters would rather be on telly.
DJs like to talk, of course, but who on professional radio has such decently humble stories as Just Listen’s Oscar, with his “heavy metal and hard rock hour”, fondly talking about his dad yelling to “Invaders” by Iron Maiden on his way to work at KFC in the 1980s, driving the same clapped-out Fiat Punto in which Oscar now limps about the city? Or Lucy and Sandie on a Thursday, worrying that Courtney Love just doesn’t seem like a nice person? “But she made a banger,” Sandie concedes. “This song is awesome; here’s ‘Violet’ by Hole.”