Back in 1976, as a teenager, I used to lie in bed on Sunday nights and listen to Arthur Murphy on Radio City. I think it was between midnight and 1am he would present, as part of his show, what he called “the peaceful hour”. I would lie awake listening, dreading the start of another week in school that the morning would bring. He would play slow-tempo pop tunes and chat away with the most wonderful Irish accent that was just designed for bedtime listening. The word “mellow” would probably best describe this hour of his show.
Then one night he played a Gordon Lightfoot song called “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”.