Time to get the music books out. My 16-year-old protagonist has inherited his dad’s beloved record collection. He’s lying on spit-smeared mattress in a police cell, his heart thumping double speed, his brain like mush. He’s trying to build a playlist in his head, old tracks from his dad’s vinyl. What’s he listening to inside his head? I need to know.
In another part of my life, I’ve been editing a Tumblr blog, http://mastersoftheairwaves.tumblr.com/ , promoting a book on the history of UK pirate radio in the voices of the people who were there. It has been a steep learning curve for me, but a useful tool for my research. Having had help from a coroner, Met police officers, people working with gangs and those willing to disclose the secret lives of teenage boys… You Tubing soul, Britfunk and sparkling 70s disco has been a serious relief.