
W.C. Fields at age fifteen.

Some fly-by-night publication that promises to get to the bottom of the Paul Is Dead controversy. It succeeds only in confusing its reader more. I, for one, am confused as to why they couldn’t find a picture of Paul without such severe razor burn on his neck.

Life Magazine did its own investigation in late 69. This issue included a statement from Paul himself:
“It is all bloody stupid. I picked up that O.P.D. badge in Canada. It was a police badge. Perhaps it means Ontario Police Department or something. I was wearing a black flower because they ran out of red ones. It is John, not me, dressed in black on the cover and inside of Magical Mystery Tour. On Abbey Road we were wearing our ordinary clothes. I was walking barefoot because it was a hot day. The Volkswagen just happened to be parked there.
Perhaps the rumor started because I haven’t been much in the press lately. I have done enough press for a lifetime and I don’t have anything to say these days. I am happy to be with my family and I will work when I work. I was switched on for ten years and I never switched off. Now I am switching off whenever I can. I would rather be a little less famous these days.
I would rather do what I began by doing, which is making music. We make good music and we want to go on making good music. But the Beatle thing is over. It has been exploded, partly by what we have done and partly by by other people. We are individuals, all different. John married Yoko, I married Linda. We didn’t marry the same girl. The people who are making up these rumors should look to themselves a little more. There is not enough time in life. They should worry about themselves instead of worrying whether I am dead or not.
What I have to say is all in the music. If I want to say anything I write a song. Can you spread it around that I am just an ordinary person and want to live in peace? We have to go now, we have two children at home.”

By June 1970, Batman, whose artists seemed to think the fabs still dressed as though it were 1967, was on the thinly veiled case.

This 1943 Warner Brothers’ Merrie Melodies animated short is entitled Coal Black and De Sebben Dwarfs. It is one of the so-called “censored eleven,” cartoons that were taken out of circulation by their then-owner Universal in 1968 due to their questionable subject matter. It is pretty plain as to why this one would be suppressed–its vile depiction of grotesque black stereotypes (and, this being wartime, at least one mention of “japs”). What surprised me is the Citizen Kane reference.
Note: I prepared this post a few days ago with a youtube video that claimed to be taken from a 16mm print with very good image and sound but that has been removed. (I guess Warner Brothers only want people to see this if it is a mess of a VHS rip.) I settled on an inferior video. If this one is removed you’ll have to try your luck here.

Two Virgins. Photograph: John Lennon


In order to jazz up these John and Yoko posts, I figure I’ll add some sound. Here’s what sounds to me like Dakota-dwelling era Lennon covering Jimmy Cliff‘s “Many River’s To Cross.”
Posted in apple records, music, years after the event

Like anyone with a soul, I was never too impressed by Tupac Shakur. But this evening I watched a TV show that used his hit “Keep Ya Head Up” as incidental music. I always secretly liked this one telling myself that its success has as much to do with The Five Stairstep’s “O-o-h Child” as it does Tupac’s lyrics. Whatever. It’s good stuff–shame about the quality of the video below but I guess that’s what one expects from a Tupac fan.
And how weird is this?
nine three shit
Posted in music, vintage jams

Above: James Cagney and Mae Clarke in William Wellman’s The Public Enemy. 1931.
Below: Set-reference still.

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The Beatles’ style council: Brian Epstein and Astrid Kirchherr.
Posted in context, cute couple alert, music, years after the event