An early demo

Years ago, audition tapes were exactly that. A battered cassette in a lumpy jiffy bag. Some loveable submissions had the titles of previous recordings scribbled out on the cassette label. One of my favourites came from the would-be jock who evidently sat behind the settee in his front room listening to our station, turning down the link where our presenter came on so he could fill the gap with his own ramblings. This he continued to do until the link on-air ended; and he’d fade us merrily back up again. Delightful.

Tapes were often sadly separated from their accompanying letters, and many a fine individual lost their chance of success because we forgot who they were. Other presenters went to more trouble: they’d get some posh printing done, so the tape looked like a soap powder box. I arrived at the conclusion, though, that the better the packaging, the worse the audio.

I stumbled across mine from 1979. Sounds like someone else, frankly. But it got me a few interviews. Here's the first half. It was reassuringly short.