Last night Paul, Stan and I went to see John Peel’s Shed. Not his actual shed of course. I’m not sure how to describe it really. It isn’t a play, more a monologue interspersed with some projector and LP action. I have never seen a more unassuming man than John Osborne.
The show is based loosely around the LPs that John won from John Peel’s show many years ago, and I particularly enjoyed the reverie with which he carefully put the records back into their sleeves after they had been played on his record player. Much of the music he talked about discovering in his teens and twenties was similar to the discoveries I made myself.
But most of the piece was about his and the nation’s love of radio. It had some laugh out loud moments but in general it was simply the kind of thing I enjoy. A dialogue about something that matters to me delivered in an unusual way. Plus he gave me hope. He had an idea and he achieved it. Maybe one day that will be the same for me.