Do you have a favorite Beatle? If so, you are showing your age. This was a question I would often ask girls on first dates. There was only one wrong answer: “I really don’t like The Beatles.” Ouch. O.K., you are not the woman for me.
I have gone through phases. When I was an angry, young man, John was my favorite. He was sardonic. He had a razor-sharp wit. I embraced his peace and love mantra. Even Yoko did not dissuade me. I grew to admire her strong, business-like personality.
Then George mesmerized me when I went through my mystical phase. I loved his guitar playing from the beginning, but in the early 70’s his songwriting started to touch me. I had Concert For Bangladesh and All Things Must Pass. These albums were epic in their scope. I guess that’s what happens when you are the third guy behind Lennon & McCartney. He is still Stephanie’s favorite Beatle.
I even loved Ringo at times. His eponymous album was great because it brought all The Beatles back together, albeit at different times. He is still one of my favorite drummers of all-time.
“What about Paul?” you might ask. Well, he was always the cute one. And then there was that whole Silly Love Songs phase. When I was younger, I thought I was much cooler than that. But, I still keep coming back to Paul McCartney. His love for Linda and family was inspiring. The fact that he wanted her in his band drew a lot of flack, but I can certainly relate to that desire. Paul loved the rugged beauty of Scotland. He was able to reconcile the raucous noise of Helter Skelter with the simple beauty of Eleanor Rigby. He is a great bass player. He is a great singer and songwriter. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Paul McCartney is the total package. And, after many years of denying it, Paul McCartney is my favorite Beatle.