It is hard to imagine now, in our world of hyper-connectivity and endless scrolling, that a mere brush of the arm between two performers...

It is hard to imagine a time when the Merseybeat sound wasn't the beating heart of British music, but in the early sixties, the...

Picture the scene: Miami, 1977. The air is thick with humidity, and the Bee Gees are holed up in a recording studio, desperately trying...

It was 1982, and the atmosphere inside the recording studio was as thick as a London fog. Outside, the world was obsessed with the...

Picture the scene: it is 1971, the telly is buzzing with the latest hits, and the airwaves are dominated by the shifting sands of...

Picture the scene: it is 1968, the height of the swinging sixties, and the airwaves are flooded with the psychedelic sounds of flower power....

Picture the scene: it is 1968, the heart of the swinging sixties, and Dusty Springfield is perched in a recording studio in Memphis. The...

It is difficult to imagine the British music landscape without the squeal of electric guitars and the rebellious swagger that defined the late fifties....

It was the summer of 1964, and the air in London was thick with the promise of change. Across the nation, youngsters were huddled...

It was a sweltering June day in 1975, the sort of London afternoon where the air felt heavy with the promise of a summer...

Picture the scene: it is 1970, and a young Reginald Dwight, yet to fully embrace his transformation into the flamboyant superstar Elton John, is...

It was July 1972, and the nation was gathered around the telly, expecting the usual safe, polite fare on Top of the Pops. Back...

It was 1975, and the British music industry was a stiff, predictable beast. Record executives, sat in their mahogany-panelled offices, were convinced that radio...

It was May 1965, and the Florida heat was stifling. The Rolling Stones were on yet another gruelling American tour, living out of suitcases...

It was a crisp morning in 1965 when Paul McCartney woke up with a melody dancing inside his head. It was one of those...

In the winter of 1981, the British charts were dominated by a sound that felt like a whirlwind from a bygone era. While synth-pop...

It was the golden era of the seven-inch single, a time when life in Britain was measured by the flickering glow of the telly...

It was March 1971, and Britain was, quite frankly, a bit grey. The swinging sixties had faded into a lingering hangover, and the charts...

It was the golden era of the early sixties, a time when the wireless was the beating heart of every British living room and...

It was 1958, and Roy Orbison was staring down the barrel of a life spent in obscurity. After a string of lacklustre performances and...