Well, I've been working my way through these Peel Sessions (The Spinners consider rewrite), listening to every darned one of 'em, and even going so far as to supplement the sessions by bands I particularly favoured with other sessions by those very same bands ( Cocteau Twins and Eton Crop, for example; there is but one session by top Dutch Sound Of Eightiesindie Purveyors The 'Crop on that list, and the lads recorded 5 of the feckers, which I made sure I tracked down and listened to, I recommend you do the same if You're also trying this at home, the 1986 session in particular is a joy to hear, and also recommended is their 1988 session which contains a particularly good version of the Nightingales' " Paraffin Brain", just imagine me telling you all this in a John Peel voice), and I even went so far as to supplement the " C" section with a session apiece by two separate, disparate bands benamed The Crabs, one from 1978 playing the patented 'Punk " sound that had developed by that year, and another from 1981, a jolly little early Bananarama - like ensemble of whom eagle- eyed readers may spot a song in that session repertoire that they may well not have got away with in these more enlightened times.
Now, having reached the end of the E section with a bracing session by Extreme Noise Terror, I find myself , not unnaturally, facing the Fs, starting with a tempting looking session by F.S.K from 2004, but then seeing no less than * four* sessions by fucking Fairport Convention, immediately after which comes one by fucking Family. Relief of some sort comes in the form of some perky power pop by Fingerprintz from 1978, and then some proper old school indiedin from Fire Engines from 1981, but if I'm going to stick to my avowed intention to listen to all of these blummin things, then I'll have to subject my ears to all that folk rock and bland 70s rock before I get to those great bunches of lads. I've got the fucking Flying Pickets to look forward to in this section, too. Ah, well, it has to be done, I suppose.
I wonder how far the boy Pingers has got in this intensive Peel session listening venture?