Come and get it
This was a thoughtful Christmas present from my sister, and I took it along to read while visiting her (and various Beatles sites) in Liverpool this week. It's a compact, detailed guide to all aspects of that famous band: the history, the records, films and books, and the careers of John, Paul, George and Ringo after the dissolution of the group in 1970. Reading it from cover to cover (which I guess you wouldn't normally do with something that's intended to be a guide book) gives you an insightful impression of the breadth and depth of "one of the few times in musical history when the most popular was also the best" [pv].
The book begins with an account of the records they made in their lifetime (including the almost unbelievable period from 1963 to 1966, during which they released thirteen singles and seven albums, all of which still sound as fresh as paint today), and the compilations and anthologies which appeared after their break-up. This is followed by a brisk assessment of their solo careers (which could be viewed as wildly idiosyncratic, reflecting their different personalities, interests and talents) ranging from classics like "Band On The Run" and "All Things Must Pass" to less illustrious works such as "Unfinished Music No. 1: Two Virgins" - for which George's comment from elsewhere: "Avant Garde a clue" [p128] might be appropriate - or the eight albums Ringo released between 1981 and 2008 or George's six records from 1976-1992 (most of which were unfamiliar to me). There are some real gems in this account of the music, including the author's comment on p82 that the "immediacy and muscle [given to the sound in the remixes on 'Let It Be... Naked'] gives the impression of everything being louder than everything else. Now that's a good mix" and the hitherto unknown fact (to me) that one of the backing singers on "Give Peace A Chance" was Petula Clark [p95]. Later on, when discussing the Beatles' TV appearances, the author comments that the band was a "Trojan horse concealing the future. And the beautiful part was, while Britain was as dumbly welcoming as the Trojans, The Beatles were probably as oblivious to what they were carrying as was the wooden horse" [p152].
There's also a nice section on people and places relating to the group including the story of how, following the 1968 closure of the Apple boutique, Paul McCartney returned "to scrape the words 'Hey Jude' on the inside of the whitewashed windows" to publicise their imminent single release "but had to remove it after a local Jewish delicatessen-owner objected" [p269]. Finally, I was astonished at the revelation [p255] that the sculptor of the Eleanor Rigby statue in Stanley Street (near to The Cavern) was Tommy Steele. Just one of the great things in this book, which is strongly recommended.