The format of this blog is to write about a
single thing that has made me cheerful in the week. Having already written
about Detectorists and Catastrophe (my two favourite shows on
the box), I was at a loss as to what to write about. Therefore, I’ve decided to
write about things that have been keeping me entertained all year round.
I have a podcast obsession; I listen to them everywhere: on the john, in the bath, whilst cooking, ensconced in bed and travelling to work. If I’m honest, this medium of talk has replaced my music listening habit - I can’t remember the last time I sat down to savour an album. An old colleague prophesied this might happen. He said that after thirty he never listened to anything current; that music for him was tied up in being a teenager; it was what gave him identity, a tribe to belong to, a fashion to pursue; but now older and more content he had found his place and was therefore happy to listen again to the old without listening out for the new.
To some extent, I feel the same.
Podcasts are my new favourite bands. I find I’m always recommending them to people and telling them to get into them. The trouble with podcasts is that people either fall into two camps: believers or non-believers. There are very few agnostics. When I’m telling my Irish dominated department to listen to Jarlath Regan’s An Irishman Abroad podcast I can hear a choir of furrowed brows sing, ‘Podcast? What’s that when it’s at home?’ People either listen to podcasts or they don’t. In my experience it’s harder for a podcast to pass through the ear of the uninitiated than it is for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle. But in this blog I hope to change that. Because today I’ll be chronicling the podcasts that entertain me on a weekly basis. And I’ll be doing this via the exciting medium of a countdown. From 5-1: here are my favourites.
5/ Desert
Island Discs
Desert Island Discs has been on Radio 4
before the wireless was even invented. Its current incarnation is presented by
the purr that is Kirsty Young (my girlfriend has given me a pass to run off
with her voice should the chance ever arise). The format of the show is a guest
of notable repute – might be a celebrity, might not – is interviewed about
their life and its works whilst choosing eight tracks they would take with them
on a desert island. The joy of the show comes from hearing an insightful,
incisive interview with a person that doesn’t have a film or tour to promote. I
love Graham Norton, but the need for a celebrity to entertain a studio audience
comes at the expense of them saying anything noteworthy or interesting – the
privacy of the radio studio allows intimate talk to take place. My favourites
from the archive are Johnny Vegas, David Walliams, Kathy Burke and Morrissey.
4/ A Good Read
I’m one of those people who knows a lot about
books without having read any. (This lame attempt at an Austen witticism is
only partially true: I do read but it’s mainly book reviews, saying what I
should read). A Good Read is
presented by Harriet Gilbert and involves her and her two guests bringing in a
book they recommend. Through listening I’ve read Jeremy Paxman’s choice, Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk, which I
loved; Colin Murray’s choice, In
Watermelon Sugar, which contains my all-time favourite line - “Hands are very nice things, especially after they have
travelled back from making love” – and been reminded why I love The Great Gatsby.
3/ The Football Ramble
2/ The Comedians’ Comedian
1/ The Kermode and Mayo Film Show
For me,
Kermode’s word is gospel. If he doesn’t like a film then I ain’t going to like
it either. You might think this shows a lack of independence on my part - I
don’t care. Kermode’s knowledge of film is hard-won: he’s sat through Michael Bay films so we don’t have to. Alongside him is Simon Mayo, a consummate radio
professional, that keeps the good ship wittertainment on course. The two bicker
endlessly (Mayo thinks Kermode is pretentious; Kermode thinks Mayo is a
philistine) but the show would collapse into self-indulgence without one and
insipidness without the other. If you want to see Kermode at his masterful
best, check out his reviews of Sex and
The City 2 and Entourage: never
has a spleen been so poetically vented.
https://itunes.apple.com/gb/podcast/kermode-and-mayos-film-review/id73802698?mt=2
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Kermode and his flappy hands. |
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