It would've been the summer of '97 maybe. Patrick and Garrett were managing The Baggott Inn in the village at the time and Jim was in, having a drink. The radio was playing. Every time Jim got up to leave, another song he'd like would come on. This happened for about three or four songs and each time Jim, the music-addicted Rogers boy that he is, would plonk his arse back down onto the bar stool.
Finally, when “Naive Melody” played, he threw up his arms in near annoyance.
- Unbelievable! What station is that? Classic after classic after classic.
The name of the radio station, folks?
Q104 Classic FM.