The demise of radio does indeed appear to be exaggerated. Following the birth of deceased-spinning Radio Dead, we now have Union Jack Radio, which by comparison seems like the height of good taste.
Dedicated to UK acts, the automated station may have missed a trick by not having its links voiced by Al Murray’s Pub Landlord. Among the local music for local people its listeners can select are Black Brits like Soul II Soul and Aswad, and the terribly British James Blunt can be heard by anyone devious enough to suggest it.
The idea of nationhood and music isn’t new – Canada has a radio ‘quota’ where convoluted rules define who can gain airplay. And Scotland and Wales have their own alternatives to the Mercury Prize.
Mind you, a quota could spark another great debate. Scotland’s football team has become a haven for third-rate players with Glaswegian grannies. Musicians are similarly welcomed – Franz Ferdinand’s Gloucestershire-born singer Alex Kapranos grew up in north of the border and has been spotted wearing a national football jersey onstage more than once.
But given that Oasis were famously discovered in Glasgow, and Paul McCartney probably has Celtic ancestry, I’m not convinced a Scottish-only station would be much of an improvement...