"Just a fan," Mikey admitted, stepping forward and coming into the room rather than hovering in the doorway. One of the sheet-covered lumps looked suspiciously like an armchair, so he braved tugging the fabric off and sitting down in it. Hopefully it was covered up due to lack of use rather than suspected curses or similar. "Both my parents are addicted to the WWN and my mum has every single Celestina Warbeck album - there wasn't a huge amount of choice. Gee and I used to listen to some of the late night shows sometimes, too. I always kind of liked the Hobgoblins." He might even've owned a moving poster or two, but that wasn't going to come out if he could help it.
"I don't know The Beatles, though," he said, frowning apologetically. "Are they local? I have to admit, I haven't really explored Scottish music yet. Bad, I know."