Even in these ignorant Brexit anti-Semitic times the BBC continues to deliver quality. So much good stuff, from In Our Time to Late Junction. Anyone hear Ramon Goose and Modou Toure on Lopa Kathari last week? I have found a nice piece of Intelligent Radio on BBC6 Music called Paperback Writers; today it was Emma Freud who wrote a novel called Hideous Kinky, which I haven’t read, just talking intelligently about her writing and her life and music [fourteen tracks] that have some meaning for her. No interview, it isn’t another version of Desert Island Discs, isn’t Human Interest, just her talking. Are novelists any more intelligent or introspective than say, round-the-world-yachtsmen or Coronation Street actresses? I don’t know this woman at all, other than that she is the daughter of Lucien, granddaughter of Sigmund, I just wanted to make mention of the fact that someone at the BBC is commissioning intelligent programming. For what it’s worth, these are the tracks she chose: David Bowie/Changes: Bob Dylan/It Ain’t Me Babe: Lotte Lenya/Surabaya Johnny: The Clash/Police and Thieves: The Pretenders/Cash in Pocket: Nina Simone/Love Me or Leave Me: Otis Redding/Try a Little Tenderness: K D Lang/Outside Myself: Elvis Presley/Blue Suede Shoes: Ella Fitzgerald/Always True to you: Carole King/You’ve Got a Friend: Duffy/Warwick Avenue and finally, Jeff Buckley/Hallelujah.
Tomorrow it’s someone called Jake Arnott.
I am not saying it is a must-listen thing; it is someone reasonably bright, reasonably articulate talking and contextualising for an hour. The means appear minimal yet the results are quietly wonderful. That’s all.