Les Shoes:
It used to be that I’d listen to radio 2 when I was out of range of absolute or planet rock or when the adverts on commercial radio had ■■■■■■ me off enough. Now though there seems to be as many ‘adverts’ on the beeb as there are on commercial channels, just all for their own shows.
I don’t care though now I’ve got a decent unit with Bluetooth so I choose my own tunes 
they are not adverts,thats what the reply was from the bbc when I complained about them going on about their products,yeah right I believe them
An anotha thing…hic,i loathe this creeping tendency of American corporate country making regular inroads.Johnny,Dolly …fine,but the garbage ,exemplified by Taylor sodding Swallow,Lady antebellend,what a crock of steaming horse manure,I liked Bob Harris before he hitched his pony to this abomination,its bad enough we endure yank fast “food”.across the land but spare us this drivel…sod off cowpokes and go scalp a squaw or something.
Long ago gave up on BBC state broadcaster propagandised versions of news and current affairs, and watch almost nothing on live television (any channel), the sacking of Tony Blackburn amid yet more unfounded unproven hysterical allegations is the final straw, BBC is finished now for me.
Its surprisingly enlightening and informative finding the news the MSM don’t want you to hear by going elsewhere.
Can’t tolerate Jeremy Bloody Vine. That nasal whining sets my teeth on edge for a start, and then he demonstrates his total ignorance of anything outside his middle class luvvie life experience pretty much every time he opens his mouth. And don’t get me started on the planks who phone in to drone on and on with their bigoted, ignorant views on stuff. I often end up simply switching the radio off for an hour or so.
Fatty Feltz? As others have said, she’s OK when filling in for Jeremy ■■■■■■■■■■■■ Vine but first thing in the morning? Thank Christ it only lasts 90 minutes!
Chris Dot Evans used to be OK, but then his ghastly (though understandable) obsession with his kids seems to have stunted his imagination. Thoroughly detest those sections of his programme when some self-obsessed “celebrity” comes on in a thinly disguised commercial promotion of their latest film/book/record etc, although one or two of the live guest chats (and studio performances) have been pretty good.
Steve Wright? Well past his sell-by date. The “factoids” with that bloody Janey Lee Hippy Woman and the non-entity male sidekick who seems to think he’s some sort of star are execrable - often inaccurate or simply wrong and not particularly amusing.
So that just leaves Ken Bruce (and Lynne Bowles, who I find strangely attractive for some reason). I enjoy Ken’s self-effacing approach, and the rapport between him and the “Titian Temptress” is genuinely amusing (even if somewhat scripted).
It’s all a bit crap though - and I look forward to the end of each working day when I can get back into my car and listen to Planet Rock for half an hour on my way home.
Roymondo:
Can’t tolerate Jeremy Bloody Vine. That nasal whining sets my teeth on edge for a start, and then he demonstrates his total ignorance of anything outside his middle class luvvie life experience pretty much every time he opens his mouth. And don’t get me started on the planks who phone in to drone on and on with their bigoted, ignorant views on stuff. I often end up simply switching the radio off for an hour or so.
Fatty Feltz? As others have said, she’s OK when filling in for Jeremy [zb] Vine but first thing in the morning? Thank Christ it only lasts 90 minutes!
Chris Dot Evans used to be OK, but then his ghastly (though understandable) obsession with his kids seems to have stunted his imagination. Thoroughly detest those sections of his programme when some self-obsessed “celebrity” comes on in a thinly disguised commercial promotion of their latest film/book/record etc, although one or two of the live guest chats (and studio performances) have been pretty good.
Steve Wright? Well past his sell-by date. The “factoids” with that bloody Janey Lee Hippy Woman and the non-entity male sidekick who seems to think he’s some sort of star are execrable - often inaccurate or simply wrong and not particularly amusing.
So that just leaves Ken Bruce (and Lynne Bowles, who I find strangely attractive for some reason). I enjoy Ken’s self-effacing approach, and the rapport between him and the “Titian Temptress” is genuinely amusing (even if somewhat scripted).
It’s all a bit crap though - and I look forward to the end of each working day when I can get back into my car and listen to Planet Rock for half an hour on my way home.
I like jl grace for some reason,but one minute a vegetarian and now a carnivore again…hmm…I like presenters like Brucie coz he shows reverance for the generally fine tunes he plays,it is after all what gives the jocks a well paid sinecure l,but the others trample over jewells of pop as though the musics a peripheral.How dare they edit the Whos_“We dont get fooled again” for eg.The day they castrate Gilmours solo on "comfortably numb"is the day i bale out from Rad 2 nerr to return.
And that Stranglers classic-Peaches,they doctor it with…“Is she tryin to get out of that BIKINI” ffs…Dont bother playing at all in that case if you cant handle a spot of ripe quarter deck spiel for the the sensitvely raised Jeremies and Jemmimas at your propoganda corporation.