I don’t know about you, but I’m not sure how much more there is to say about Bob, Paul and John, Mick and Keef, David or Elvis. Docs on them are increasingly microscopic or PR-led. I’m much more drawn to those about the b-listers, the never quite made-ers. This is why the Anvil film, or the Disco series recently, are so engrossing. So it is with Fanny. Perhaps the first all-female group to play their own songs they presented the mid-sixties music industry with a triple threat: women who play their own instruments and wrote their own songs, Filipina-Americans who wrote their own songs, and lesbians to boot. Despite all this they were the first all-female band to be signed to a major label, recorded four albums and toured the world. It never quite happened in terms of top tier success, and I’ll leave you to think about whether they were geniuses done down by the man, a band with good but not great songs, or something in between.

Fanny: The Right to Rock is on the iplayer.

The framing device is a reunion thirty-five years after Fanny broke up, in which June, Jane and Brie re-assemble to » Continue Reading.