Archive for June, 2012
Thankfully gone are the days when given an opening to have a go at each other, Paul and Yoko now choose the road of friendship and reconciliation, and long may it last.
“As for Yoko Ono, she laughed when asked over the phone last week whether she ever thought “Ram” would enjoy such a lavish re-release.
Will she pick up a copy?
“Well, I don’t know,” she laughed. “Let me think about that one.” She laughed some more.
“I’ll tell you what: This whole idea that I totally don’t like Paul’s thing or something, is wrong. He’s a very, very good songwriter. Obviously everybody knows that, and I wish him well.”
And, from this week, Yoko’s birthday Tweet to Paul ..
“Dear @PaulMcCartney Happy, Happy Birthday, Paul! Lots and lots of love, yoko x”
Ooooh, Miss Tammy has a wee shiver running up and down her spine after finding this, thanks to Miss Sara at ‘Meet The Beatles for real’ for turning this up. There is only one thing Miss Tammy likes better than finding a new photo of John in 1980, and Miss Tammy’s inner niceness, and sense of propriety forbids me from disclosing what that is .. however, if anyone is in the vicinity of Oxford St this Saturday evening at approximately 2.30am, there is a fare chance you’ll find out what that is, and an even beter chance you’ll find Princess Stephanie selling tickets on the door. But i digress, for now, let us fondle ourselves with wanton inappropriate abandon, over this new 1980 pic of John.
One of the things i love about Yoko is her sense of sexual self confidence, especially as she ages, it’s not a matter of growing old(er) gracefully, or (dis)gracefully, it’s about confidence, and feeling sexy as all get go. I hope if i reach an age approaching my eighties, that i’ll still be pulling on a pair of hot pants. (Oh course this is where Greg tiresomely has to insert his usual plea to please be mindful of comments, and be respectful of who could be viewing this blog).
Happy birthday Paul!!, if anyone deserves a happy birthday it’s you. A man who’s music, voice and lyrics has done nothing but bring happiness and joy, as well as comfort to more people on earth than can be counted.
My own love affair with Paul began in 1973 when i heard ‘Long Tall Sally’ for the first time, and just like in the movie Wizard of Oz, my world went from black and white, to colour.
All too soon the music of Paul, and the Beatles would be used by me as an escape from a world that i found increasingly hard to deal with, and to understand.
But as soon as i put on my headphones and closed my eyes, i had an escape, into a worderful musical world of comfort.
The joy and comfort has continued on through the decades, it’s been there through happy and sad times, right through to the surreal moment of actually meeting him, talking to him, and being able to thank him for giving me the most wonderful life raft imaginable.
To this very day i feel so lucky to have connected with this man and the music he makes, and the music he makes today is every bit as enjoyable and profound as the very first note he ever struck.
So Paul, Macca, Sir Thumbs aloft, long may your joy envelope the world, long may people feel tingles and shivers through their bodys the first time they hear your voice.
If i never told you i love you before, i was only waiting for a better moment, and that moment is this one. xoxo