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By Steve Marinucci Examiner.com February 24, 2009  He was the only Beatle with two birthdays. It was commonly thought to be Feb. 25th until he told an interviewer it was the 24th. That was thought to be a typical George Harrison bit of humor, but the evidence points to the 25th. He was called the Quiet Beatle, but a better label would have been the Unknown Beatle. For most of his career during the lifespan of the group, his songs were pretty much in the background of the Lennon-McCartney superduo. Until they couldn't be ignored. Frank Sinatra called 'Something' "the best love song ever written," but was known to credit the song to Lennon and McCartney. Ah, that's life. Sinatra also gave the song a little Hoboken touch. "You stick around, Jack, it might show," he'd sing. Harrison's songs during the Beatle years started out quietly. "Don't Bother Me," from the "Meet the Beatles" album, was almost childlike and simple. But he started improving right away. "I Need You" showed increasing lyrical complexity. "It's All Too Much" showed how much he'd developed as a composer. "Only a Northern Song" and "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" showed he'd really blossomed as a lyric writer. But "Abbey Road was his crown jewel. Besides "Something," he had the also wonderful "Here Comes the Sun" on that album. But many of his songs had been lost in the mix during the Beatle years. He probably surprised a lot of people with the size -- three albums -- of "All Things Must Pass." He was making up for lost time. His solo albums ran the gamut from electronic experimentation to Indian music to rock 'n' roll. My personal favorites are "All Things Must Pass," "George Harrison," "Cloud Nine" and "Brainwashed," but George really didn't have a huge quality drop on his solo albums. Some were better than others, but they were all good. George Harrison would have been 66 in 2009. Actually, to talk of him in the past doesn't seem right. His spirit is still here. His spiritualism is still here, too. Happy birthday, George. We'll think of you today ... while our guitars gently weep. | ||||||||||
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A friend on another website has posted a beautiful video song for me on his journal. Please go and take a listen. I think you will be glad you did. :) 'Wander My Friends' | ||||||||||
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 Watch videoYou got a lotta nerve To say you are my friend When I was down You just stood there grinning You got a lotta nerve To say you gota helping hand to lend You just want to be on The side that's winning You say I let you down You know it's not like that If you're so hurt Why then don't you show it You say you lost your faith But that's not where it's at You had no faith to lose And you know it I know the reason That you talk behind my back I used to be among the crowd You're in with Do you take me for such a fool To think I'd make contact With the one who tries to hide What he don't know to begin with You see me on the street You always act surprised You say, "How are you?" "Good luck" But you don't mean it When you know as well as me You'd rather see me paralyzed Why don't you just come out once And scream it No, I do not feel that good When I see the heartbreaks you embrace If I was a master thief Perhaps I'd rob them And now I know you're dissatisfied With your position and your place Don't you understand It's not my problem I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes And just for that one moment I could be you Yes, I wish that for just one time You could stand inside my shoes You'd know what a drag it is To see you --Bob Dylan | ||||||||||
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 Sweet Home AlabamaExcellent song. | ||||||||||
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 Listen to Dylan 'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved Everything up to that point had been left unresolved. Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail, Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail, Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove And old men with broken teeth stranded without love. Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn? "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes I bargained for salvation an' they gave me a lethal dose. I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine. If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." | ||||||||||
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 Here is a little pressie from me to you. Dun laugh! It comes from Curly's, a sweet midi site full of all kinds of nice songs and Christmas music for those of you discriminating enough to still appreciate the wonderful midi file. It is John Lennon's 'Happy Christmas'. Either click to just listen or right click and download in just a sec and play. It will make you happy! | ||||||||||
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 Listen I wanna live with a cinnamon girl I could be happy the rest of my life With a cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Ten silver saxes, a bass with a bow The drummer relaxes and waits between shows For his cinnamon girl. A dreamer of pictures I run in the night You see us together, chasing the moonlight, My cinnamon girl. Pa sent me money now I'm gonna make it somehow I need another chance You see your baby loves to dance Yeah...yeah...yeah. “Woman with the Red Hair” - Oil painting by Jenny Harmon Scott | ||||||||||
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A tape recording of John Lennon drunkenly slurring his way through a rock 'n' roll song has sold at auction for £24,000. By Murray Wardrop Telegraph.co.uk 22 Dec 2008 The cassette, which has never been publicly aired, features Lennon singing the 1957 Lloyd Price track Just Because. However, the former Beatle is heard substituting the song's original words with "debauched lyrics" of his own, according to Bonhams & Butterfields, the auction house. The recording was made in 1973 during a notoriously drunken phase of the musician's life after he had left his wife Yoko Ono. Lennon later referred to the inebriated 18-month period, in which he moved from New York to Los Angeles, as his "lost weekend". Bonhams & Butterfields described Lennon as being "drunk" during the making of the tape and listed some of his alternate lyrics in the rendition. The Imagine singer's warblings include: "I wanna take all them new singers, Carol and the other one with the nipples, I wanna take 'em and hold 'em tight." In another line, Lennon croons: "Just a little cocaine will set me right." The recording lasts six minutes before someone is heard calling the session to an end. The tape was sold as part of a collection of entertainment memorabilia which went under the hammer in Los Angeles. Also sold at the auction was a hand-written letter from Marilyn Monroe to the baseball player Joe DiMaggio. The letter went for £24,000 while a Department of Defence ID card for the actress sold for £38,500. | ||||||||||
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 Watch the video I can't feel Feel a thing I can't shout I can't scream Breathe it out Breathe it in All this love From within I won't cry when you say goodbye I'm out of tears I won't die when you wave goodbye I'm out of tears Out of tears I won't drink I won't eat I can't hear I won't speak Let it out Let it in All this pain From within And I just can't pour my heart out To another living thing I'm a whisper I'm a shadow But I'm standing up to sing I won't cry when you say goodbye I'm out of tears I won't die when you wave goodbye I'm out of tears, yes I am I won't cry, I swear my eyes are dry I'm out of tears I won't cry, I'm going to tell you why I'm out of tears Out of tears Out of tears Let it out From within Some you lose Some you win I can drift I can dream Til I float Off your screen And I just can't pour my heart out To another living thing I'm a whisper I'm a shadow But I'm standing up to sing I won't cry when you say goodbye I'm out of tears I won't die when you wave goodbye I'm out of tears Out of tears I won't cry, I swear my eyes are dry I'm out of tears Out of tears I won't cry, I'm going to tell you why I'm out of tears Out of tears Out of tears Image | ||||||||||
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