Here Today - My Favourite McCartney Song

Well *maybe* my favourite.

I have always loved the rare personal lyrics from Paul in this 1982 track. It was written in the aftermath of John’s passing. Read more

The Beatles, 5 Great Unreleased Songs

With the successful Anthology project wetting the musical taste buds of fab four fans across the world, we got to wondering what else is left in the vaults at Abbey Road. And here are some of our favorites. Read more

The Beagles

The name’s Shep and I’m a collie from Ireland. You may have heard of me.

When I was young pup, me and my mates Jessie, Rosco, Paws and Piddles, would all hang around my back yard waiting for the highlight of our day, the arrival of the postman. This went on for some considerable time. Then one day I asked myself ’surely there must be more to life than this’ Read more

Beatles, Eleanor Rigby

The actual genesis of the song existed as ‘Miss Daisy Hawkins’, which Paul invented at the piano one evening. He further worked on the composition, apparently inventing the entire melody, and had the idea of a lonely woman whose only participation in a wedding would be to pick up the rice after it was over, i.e. a janitress. One story attributes the Read more

A Day in the Life

It appears to me that “A Day In The Life” would be a perfect candidate for cross-generational appeal. It’s about a topic that seems to touch just about every disaffected soul, no matter what their age. And it’s less important what the historical references are than how the singer/ protagonist responds *to* them. John’s ironic ennui sculpts Read more

Two of us

Paul had pretty definite ideas about this one…and far be it from me to contradict him. After all, the man knows for whom, presumably, he writes a song. And Paul was adamant that “Two Of Us” was for Linda Eastman, his then-recent girlfriend, soon-to-be wife. That’s what he told journalist Ray Coleman. But Paul had one remarkable gift Read more

The birth of a myth … the beginnings of “Paul Is Dead”

It was a day like any other day, only more so. On September 17, 1969, thirty years ago, a myth was born. Or as near as we can tell. The actual birth may have taken place a few weeks earlier, cloaked in the mists of time and pharmaceuticals, Read more