While the New Yorker’s politics just keep getting more blinkered and puerile, their arts and entertainment coverage remains frequently excellent.
With that in mind, I commend to all of you this fascinating piece by Lee Remnick on Paul McCartney, on the near-eve of the release of a Peter Jackson documentary on the last days of the Beatles that is almost enough to make me consider subscribing to Disney+.
It’s long, but it’s worth it.
An informative piece, to be sure. I get annoyed at writers who add too much of themselves into the story. I don’t care what famous people David Remnick knows, where he stood at the Gene Krupa concert. I’ll give him credit though. A New Yorker article and he didn’t once mention Trump.
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writers who add too much of themselves into the story. I don’t care what famous people David Remnick knows
A New Yorker writer’s gonna New Yorker.
I felt it was a Wonderful piece from Remnick.
(Remnick earnedPulitzer Prize for his book Lenin’s Tomb: The Last Days of the Soviet Empire. ;^)
“The Beatles worked from a broader range of musical languages than their peers—not least the Rolling Stones. “I’m not sure I should say it, but they’re a blues cover band, that’s sort of what the Stones are,” he [McCartney] told me. “I think our net was cast a bit wider than theirs.”
I would have to agree with McCartney. I’ll definitely pony up for 1 month of Disney+ to see the Film.