Another really excellent episode that I will have to listen to at least two more times to fully ingest, despite having lots of diffuse, unconnected notes where I ranted about most of the same text. They really backed up and gave it context and meaning, including adding a lot of things that I didn’t have…
Tag: Beatles
John in the Star Club Tapes: No Mr. Lewisohn, he is not charming
“John— we need to talk about John Lennon on this recording. These recordings. Because he’s uh— he’s- he’s- he’s belligerent. Um, he’s under the influence of— I’m sure he’s under the influence of Prellies. Probably drink, as well. Um, he’s beguiling, he’s rude. He’s still charming. He’s— I mean he’s not horrible. He’s just —yeah— he’s just edgy!” -Mark Lewisohn
The story of Paul McCartney and Martha the dog. Lots of pictures.
The huge tangled ball of wool named Martha was born June 16, 1966 and a few weeks later Paul picked his pup up at breeder Ann Arch’s High Wycombe home and took her back to his new house in St. John’s Wood.
“And you can tuck your pants in.” George and Paul and those groovy boots (with audio)
George sings “I Me Mine” to Paul after a beautiful Beatles bonding moment.
“You want boots of those?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ve got boots of them.”
“You know where you can get ’em?”
“Yeah, you get ’em off me… I’ll give you ’em. I never wear ’em.”
“You wanna hear a song I wrote?”
Bill Sargent | | The Guardian
Many of his ideas were of a technical nature, and he registered 400 patents of electric and electronic gadgetry – earning himself a reputation among technicians for being more an inventor than a showman. He was also a shrewd pioneer of such innovations as pay-per-view television, and his film Richard Pryor: Live In Concert (1979), which he cannily labelled “uncensored,” was the highest money-maker of its kind ever. It remains the standard today.
Dad – Artfully Annoying – People Magazine: April 5, 1976
Source: Dad – Artfully Annoying – People Magazine: April 5, 1976
Dad – Artfully Annoying – People Magazine: April 5, 1976
“He smokes Kools instead of stogies, but in every other flamboyant excess, Bill Sargent is the Don King of the showbiz hill…”
