I have just discovered your blog by a very happy and purely accidental twist of fate whilst searching for reviews of The Pogues. A band who I love like a Texan loves his cousin but that’s bye the bye. Getting into a discussion about why you are wrong about them will have as much an effect as trying to persuade our Texan friends that the Darwinian approach to procreation is in fact the right one.

Don’t get me wrong I have no beef with your intentions. I too love to hate. I similarly hate with the vitriolic venom that spits out of your mouth.

So I was intrigued by you having skimmed through your venonous blogs.

I have been trying to figure you out, wondering why someone who claims to hate music so much but yet has this encyclopedic knowledge of music and literature and all the great cultural references that have shaped the world we live that someone like John Peel could only have.

Then it dawned on me you are John Peel..well the re-incarnation of. John I don’t know what you did in your former life to be punished with such biblical and hilarious irony that you now spend your new life hating the thing that you loved. Krishna is a fucking genius is all that I can say.

Rock on John Peel