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For those of a certain age (better know as middle-aged and grumpy), the name Jeff Lynne conjours up certain, youthful memories of catchy tunes, brilliant pop sensibilities, a white bloke with an afro, sunglasses and some high-quality use of strings in a rock band (as opposed to modern acts palling up with a symphony orchestra and poncing about being pretensious on stage).

Ring a bell? No?

He was in The Idle Race. And The Move. He pretty much WAS The Electric Light Orchestra (who incidently are, in a movable event based around my mood swings, often my favourite band). He has produced records by The Beatles (yes, The Beatles!), Paul McCartney, George Harrison, Tom Petty, Roy Orbison, Regina Spektor, Dave Edmunds and a whole bunch of other folks and is soon to return with a new ELO album (bearing in mind he isn't exactly speedy at that process. Soon could be next decade.)

Oh, and he was a member of 80's supergroup The Travelling Wilburys. Except, according to some dingbat in The Westmorland Gazette, he wasn't. In reviewing a Tom Petty live collection, said dingbat (and I am being restrained here) decribed Petty as one quarter of the Travelling Wilburys, with Bob Dylan, George Harrison and Roy Orbison. Make that one fifth, you rampant idiot.

Why are people who clearly have ABSOLUTELY NO UNDERSTANDING OF MUSIC HISTORY AND CAN'T BE ARSED TO DO EVEN THE SLIGHTEST BIT OF RUDIMENTARY RESEARCH even allowed to have a job with a newspaper, let alone write about music itself?

Gah! I despair.

Jeff Lynne is a genius. Newspaper reviewers are ?*&£"&&*S

(By weird coincidence, this rant was composed to the tune of Orchestral Manouvres In The Dark's "Stand Above Me". Golly.)
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