i could really do with another summer of 1992. gcse exams finished early, by june i had three months in which to do exactly nothing.
so, i sunbathed, wandered around with my friends and watched mtv. a lot. having cable was still a novelty, and watching a channel broadcast from another continent was fun. the vjs spoke in broken english, the adverts were a long way from aquafresh and hovis.
i hold mtv europe squarely responsible for the success of acts such as culture beat and ace of base. there were other, weirder acts that didn’t quite penetrate the uk but existed for those of us hooked on this european wide window.
i loved how i could come in at midnight and stare at trippy ambient videos like x-mix the likes of which i had never seen before. i loved ray cokes
once mtv uk set up in camden, everything went sharply downhill.
bobby brown – good enough
chic – chic mystique
del tha funkee homosapien - mistadobolina
dr alban – one love
en vogue - my lovin’
hi-five – she’s playing hard to get
joe public – live and learn
joe secada – just another day
luther vandross and janet jackson – best things in life are free
mariah carey – i’ll be there
marky mark – you gotta believe
tlc – baby baby baby
