A note from us.
n the 25th of December 1996, I unwrapped a box-shaped present that would transform my eight-year-old world. Under the festive-patterned wrapping - now in torn-up shreds on the other side of the living room - was a state-of-the-art JVC boombox. It was shiny black, heavy enough to know it could blast out some serious sound, and light enough to know I could take it anywhere I wanted. Moments later it was plugged in and playing my first ever CD, the enduring compilation album of legend known
