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I’M DEVOTING this column to my memories of the loveliest and most influential music broadcaster this country has ever had and why I’d love Brighton to help Liverpool win their first league title for 29 years in his memory by beating Man City tomorrow.
Whether or not you love football, if you love music and have a soft spot for John Peel — the greatest Liverpool fan of them all — please read on.
My story starts on a night in March 1982, just after my and the late, great poet Seething Wells’s joint first EP Rough Raw & Ranting had been released on Red Saunders’s Radical Wallpaper label.
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