Michelangelo sibyl from the Sistine Chapel

 

the first apple

For most of Thursday night and today, I passed the time by reading Many Years From Now, the Paul McCartney biography that I bought earlier in the week. I just had to leave behind the world of Joseph Conrad for something a little less complex in terms of reading and I don't regret it.

Over the years I have had an on again off again admiration for the Beatles and what they did. There are times when I amazed at their harmonies and for what was at the time experimental record making techniques. I'll be the first to point out that what they managed to accomplish as a group truly sets them apart from other bands. With each new effort they grew and changed rather than remain stagnant. I truly believe that they deserve much of the credit that has been given to them over the years from the critics and the public. On a more personal level, Abbey Road almost always makes my desert island list of albums.

On the other hand I can only take so much of the peace and love sentiment that comes with them before I have to walk away. I am not a child of that era and my cynicism can't tolerate the blind faith of love is all you need. People are selfish more than anything and spreading goodwill toward their fellow man or woman falls somewhere further down the list of human priorities.

I've seen some of the documentaries about the Beatles, but this is the first book that I have read about them and it makes a difference. It is so much more revealing when I get to hear Paul talk about writing songs with John. True, he may gloss over some things, but he was there when it happened and John isn't around anymore to ask. None of this matters though, because even though the two of them may have had problems when they were in the Beatles, they still managed to create something together that endures.

 
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