Showing posts with label the beatles. Show all posts
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Sunday, December 2, 2012

november 29th extract



Paul McCartney-No More Lonely Nights-All the Best!   

Now here shuffles up someone who has definitely got more than one good song in them. Actually, it’s hard to think of a bad song, a really truly naff and awful song that he’s written. I even include The Frog Chorus, Maxwell’s Silver Hammer and Mull of Kintyre within that. These, I guess are some songs of McCartney’s that are roundlyand widely seen as beyond the pale, trite, slushy, sentimental and nonsense. I honestly believe that even these songs are ten times better than most other relevant songwriters could come up with. Granted, they aren’t the best songs he’s ever written but there’s a certain amount of charm in there; it’s difficult not to finding yourself humming along to “Maxwell’s Silver Hammer” or ending up with “Mull of Kintyre” going through your head all day ,even if you simply have just heard a snippet. As for the “Frog Chorus”- isn’t it just possible that there might just be a bit of snobbery involved? In the hands of say, Brian Wilson or some other recognised eccentric, it would be considered as a bit of wackiness and even as a clear sign of undoubted genius. However, because it’s a song that Paul McCartney wrote and just because it is Paul McCartney, universal scorn is heaped upon it and perversely it’s seen as a yet another clear sign of his unredeemable naffness.

 There’s another point that should be made along the way. Paul McCartney made much better music post-Beatles when he wasn’t hampered by the other three moptops. To me it’s clear that Wings were a much better band than the Beatles. If you just look at the Beatles albums; “Rubber Soul” and “Revolver” are pretty good, there’s bits on “Sgt Peppers” and “The White Album” that are brilliant (but those really are onlythe tracks that McCartney had a strong hand in) and “Abbey Road” and “Let It Be” would have been much more coherent and made much more sense as solo McCartney albums. (The early Beatles albums can now easily be discounted as mere historical curios that won’t stand the test of time).Overall, whenever I find myself listening to any Beatles album I end up fast fowarding or skipping quickly through tracks written by Lennon or Harrison to get to McCartney’s songs.  There’s so much wrong with Lennon and Harrison’songs that I could go on and on for ages, but here’s just two examples. Firstly, imagine what it would be like now if some rich pop star wrote and released a song whinging and moaning about how unfair it is that they have to pay so much tax? And on top of this they coated themselves in some mystic Eastern hippy shtick?  Secondly, and this is just stating the obvious, isn’t there just a tinge of irony about a multi-millionaire making even more money by releasing a song imagining there’s no possessions? Lennon was always held up as the true artist within the Beatles but that’s only due to his association with Yoko Ono. He couldn’t write a tune to save his life and when faced with a blank canvas in his solo career to come up with something fresh he banged out a set of tired rock and roll tunes with Phil Spector. It was McCartney who was not only the real tunesmith but the sole member of the band who was (and still is) prepared to try something wilfully uncommercial (see “Carnival of Light” which the release of was nixed by Harrison and his solo work with Youth as The Fireman). On top of this is the fact that Lennon, Harrison and Starr all professed themselves just to be lads from Liverpool and kept banging on about the city years after they all pissed off somewhere else. McCartney is the only one who maintained his links with his birthplace and actually did something of real, lasting value for his hometown.

Listen to any Wings or Paul McCartney solo records in comparison to anything by the Beatles and if it was a choice of one or the other what would it be?   

Saturday, October 27, 2012

october 24th extract-emitt rhodes



Emitt Rhodes-Side We Seldom Show-Mirror

It’s not really possible or realistic to be writing a book of this nature and not to mention The Beatles. A bit like Elvis, they loom so large over late 20th century popular music that they’re impossible to ignore. Whenever I have a conversation with anyone about music that involves The Beatles, there always seems to be an inherent assumption that one should love or hate The Beatles. It’s a bit like following a football team. What I always find difficult to explain in conversation-and probably in print now-is how important and significant The Beatles were. The moment I mention this; the moment that I say that they were the biggest band ever and that there never will and never can be any group in popular music as influential as The Beatles then a light seems to faintly come on and it’s “ah, so you do love the Beatles then?” type moment. I find this totally exasperating. However much I try to explain that it isn’t really the point,  it always appears as if I’ve burnt my bridges and for all that I may have been raving about the newest album by The Fall or some wildly avant garde Japanese music, I’m really a just a fan of the four loveable moptops.

I do have mixed feeling about The Beatles. They’re just too big; too much of a myth and a monolith. It’s very difficult to work out what the essence of “The Beatles” is. They clearly are so much more than a 1960’s pop band that were commercially successful at the time. It’s not just The Beatles but “The Beatles”. You just can’t get away from them; just when you think that that last word has been said about them then they’re back again, every five years or so, and being cited as the main inspiration behind each successive generation of guitar bands. For a group that broke up forty years ago and didn’t even last for a decade that’s some achievement. They hang over Liverpool like a big cloud and each and every time that music is mentioned in the context of my city, then you know that The Beatles won’t be far behind. As a good example, a perfect example of this that with any television programme abut music in Liverpool and in fact with any documentary about Liverpool, then the stock footage of them playing at the Cavern will be wheeled out yet again.

For a long time the only Beatles albums I had were the Red and the Blue album, but of course I knew all their other songs, just like everybody else does. The Beatles though, didn’t exactly leave behind a massive body of work and their entire output of albums only takes up a small space on my shelves. Every few years of so-usually when they are back in vogue with the hip and fashionable-I pull them off the shelves, dust them down and listen to them all over again, vacillating between jaw-dropping admiration and extreme boredom.
I think that there’s a lot more of writing to be done about The Beatles before the end of the year but for now

  1. Paul McCartney is one of the finest songwriters that Britain has ever produced.
  2. John Lennon was a dickhead.
  3.  Ringo Starr isn’t much better.
  4. George Harrison?
  5. Emitt Rhodes made some of the best songs that Paul McCartney never did.