I drew the Beatles in honor of Abbey Road’s 50th anniversary. Each has a lyric they wrote, or in the case of Ringo, the drum solo in The End.
As longtime readers know, I’m a pretty big Beatles fan. One of my first forays into realistic art was a shaded graphite portrait of the Beatles based on their White Album pictures. This time around, I went a little less real. It was fun to revisit these photos as a way to try a new technique. These were drawn on an iPad and on the computer using Photoshop.
The Beatles remasters are out on CD, and this blogger has been listening intently for the past week.
Everybody knows the band: Liam Gallagher on vocals and rhythm guitar, Noel Gallagher on vocals and bass, Liam Gallagher on lead guitar, and Noel Gallagher on the drums. Everybody also (should) know the songs. But what this blogger, and millions of people my age and younger, don’t know is how the Beatles themselves wanted the music to sound.
You see, I’m 29. 22 years ago, the Beatles released their albums on CD. Before that, they were on records and cassette tapes. In order to listen to an album, I had the choice of hearing my parents’ records, a cassette, or the tinny, terribly mastered CDs. Records sounded good but they had been played for the past 30 years or so and sounded a bit worn. Also, you couldn’t play them in the car. Cassettes played just fine in my Dodge Aries but they never sounded good, even in the best of circumstances. And the CDs, like I said, were rushed to market and sounded like it. But no worries, right? Every band was re-releasing their albums in the 90’s. Except, of course, the only band that really matters.
So for my entire life, I’ve never heard the sound the Beatles intended. I heard either worn records (not too bad, but also not portable), cassettes, or the hastily-produced CDs. Mainly it was the CDs.
And so it was with much anticipation that I put on the newly remastered White Album to hear While My Guitar Gently Weeps. Just for comparison, I first put on the version with which I was familiar. Then I popped in the new CD and was amazed, amazed I say, at the clarity of this 40-year-old recording.
I suddenly heard the Beatles themselves. I heard musicians playing the instruments. I could feel the presence of Ringo at the drums, rather than just a drum-sound. I heard the sound of Paul catching his breath in Paperback Writer. I heard John (at least I think that’s John) coughing in a quiet section of Norwegian Wood. Sometimes I can hear them putting down their instruments at the end of a song. The Beatles are closer now, the songs I’ve heard thousands of times more exuberant, more human, and more dear.
The sound quality really makes a difference. Dear Prudence really sounds like the band playing in a room together. It made me wish they could have performed it live. When they sing harmonies I can actually make out the separate voices. The bass is more present, as are the drums, but not overwhelmingly so. The comparative levels of the songs haven’t changed, it’s all more clear. The Beatles no longer play in a room full of gauze. There’s air there.
My earlier trepidation has been removed. The Beatles CDs finally sound as good as the music recorded onto them. Now I’ll get back to my Beatles ipod.
Beatles remasters came out today.
I’m not sure who picked the date (9.9.09) to release these, but I do know John really liked the number 9. Songs he wrote: One After 909, Revolution #9, #9 Dream. Was this release date a coincidence or exceptionally good marketing? Only the Sun King knows.
There are lots of reviews floating around the internet, but probably my favorite is the one done by Bob Boilen at All Songs Considered. He and his show producer listen and comment on the remastered Sgt. Pepper.
For the record, I’m more of a White Album guy. It’s sprawling and sure, I rarely listen to Revolution #9, but there’s a lot to be discovered on that double album. I’ve been wondering for weeks which song or album I should listen to first. I might take Bob’s advice and listen to Sgt. Pepper.
According to this article, a lock of John Lennon’s hair was recently sold at auction for $48,000. As you can see in the picture, the hair is affixed to the inside of John’s second book, A Spaniard in the Works.
(A side note: you should read both of John’s books, as they show off his love of language and a flair for drawing silly-looking people.)
Getting to the point, this lock of hair means so much more than a useless and a little creepy bit of Beatles ephemera. It means that we now have all we need to clone John Lennon. According to the documentary Jurassic Park, all that is needed to clone a living being is a bit of their “dino DNA”, a scientific term which fails to come up when I search for it on Wikipedia.
What better time to bring back Lennon? We have a horrible ongoing war, the music business is in a slump, and Paul McCartney has failed to put together a great album since 1973 (although I’ll give him credit for Flaming Pie). We need John Lennon now.
I am hereby calling on all scientists wasting their time on stem cell research to mobilize and await my order. I will deliver that lock of hair for you to work your magic upon. You must not rest until we have a living, breathing clone of Lennon walking the streets of New York once again. It is a foolproof plan; nothing can go wrong.
I wonder if the Norwegian Nobel Institute has been trying to send a political message to the United States recently, with the honor going to Jimmy Carter three years ago and now Al Gore. Perhaps they are trying to position themselves as a replacement for our outdated electoral college. Looking down the list of previous years’ winners, they make a strong case for themselves.
Wouldn’t it be great if the major issue in a presidential election was the candidate’s dedication to peace?