What could possibly be more sad than an unfinished autobiography? OK, actually most autobiographies are unfinished, unless they end with the words "I am dying right now". What I mean is, that John Peel was about to tell the story of his life, but died before he could put it all down on paper. Consequently only approximately one third of the entire book was written by John Peel himself. The rest of the story is told by his wife Sheila on the basis of John's diaries and her own memories.

She did a good job with that, there is no question about it, but what stands out in the part that John Peel had written himself, is how he links the stories and events to particular songs. In a way he is thereby providing a soundtrack to the book, which anyone with access to YouTube, Spotify or a sufficiently large record store could listen to while reading.