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Michelle Annable -
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When I arrived in this world in the autumn of
1978 (you do the maths) it was a sad time for music. The King was dead and
Summer Nights was top of the pops.
The first child of a glam rock mother and a hippy father, I was raised on an
aural diet of Hendrix, Santana, Led Zep Bowie, Bolan and the Sweet. It was
inevitable that I would share their love of music.
When it came to my first record, I can only imagine the shame my poor Dad
must’ve felt when he had to approach the counter of our local music emporium
clutching a copy of The Lion Sleeps Tonight by Tight Fit.
My musical tastes have improved somewhat since then, excluding of course the
obligatory pre-pubescent boy band phase that every girl goes through – New
Kids on the Block anyone?
These days I like nothing better than sticking Kings of Leon, System of a
Down, AC/DC or Graham Coxon into the CD player but I’m always a bit worried
they’ll get squashed (except Angus ‘cos he’s quite dinky already).
Occasionally I like to indulge myself by making sculptures of garden insects
using gig flyers, paper clips and old pieces of Lego and at the same time
watching Diagnosis Murder with the sound turned down. Mark Sloan is a genius!
Not only is he a doctor, but he can play the clarinet, tap dance and solve
murders! It’s top notch I’m telling you.
I was educated at Heathfield Senior High in Gateshead, the establishment
responsible for producing such luminaries as England internationals Paul
“Gazza” Gascoigne and Steve Stone, as well as actress Tracy Whitwell and some
rugby player whose name I can’t remember. Not at the same time though, I’m a
lot younger than they are!
I then went on to study journalism at the University of Central Lancashire for
two years before dropping out. I hated living in Preston (apologies Preston
peeps, I’m sure it’s not that bad), the pace of life down there was just too
sedate for me. I mean, the biggest gig to roll into town during my stay was
David Essex at the Guildhall! Imagine that!
The lack of excitement was too much to bear so I headed back to the North East
and my beloved Newcastle. That’s right folks, what you’re looking at here is
your 100% official, bona fide Geordie, born on the banks of the Tyne and
everything! Well, Bensham General anyway which is about as close as you’ll
get.
I remember telling my careers advisor at school that I was going to write for
the NME one day. Well, I haven’t managed that but who cares? They’ve gone all
wrong anyway. M4M is where it’s at. We’re not your trendy pants, build ‘em up
to knock them down type of mag. I’m going to be writing about bands I like,
which may not be the ones we’re forever being told we should like.
I’ll also be bringing you a spotlight on the North East music scene which will
mainly focus on Newcastle since I don’t drive. Any North East bands with demos
you want to send in or live shows coming up feel free to contact me c/o M4M.
If you’re any good I’ll give you a mention.
So that’s enough about me. How are you?
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