“A space where you can lay your soul bare”
There was a time when discovering new music meant listening to the radio.
You could hear a song without knowing what the people behind it looked like, and still feel that something had happened. A few minutes of music could stay with you for years. It is no coincidence that the 1980s are still regarded by many as a golden era of pop music: radio, television and, later, MTV opened doors to entire musical worlds.
That is how Erasure first entered my life.
I heard them on the radio before I had any real idea what Andy Bell and Vince Clarke looked like. Later, Sky and Super Channel – and eventually MTV – gave me the visual context. But the real turning point came in 1992, when I received a ticket for Erasure’s Budapest concert as my 18th birthday present.
At the time, I had no idea that this ticket would become the beginning of a story lasting more than three decades.
