While trying to get my clock turned around here, I was lazily listening to podcasts and YouTubes, and came across the old “Paul is Dead” controversy surrounding the Beatles in the early 1970’s. I’ve never really understood it well, but am not surprised that there are people still spouting the myth. After all, “evidence” is abundant.
And then came the Rolling Stone magazine cover in the piles of mail – I love it! Rolling Stone is having an inside joke. Paul is lying in state! And smirking.
Anyone who reads this blog knows that I believe 9/11 was an inside job, largely fabricated for TV audience, and that Osama died in ’01 and the Boston Bombing was staged and so much of our life is governed by TV illusions. That is all evidence-based, but with that in mind, I want the reader to understand that Paul McCartney is alive and well.
And also that there is lots of evidence, clues strewn about on album covers and song lyrics that hint that he died in a car crash (and lost his hair) on Wednesday morning at five AM on November 9, 1966 driving his gray Aston Martin, a car nicknamed the “Silver Hammer.” What was up with that?
I think it helps to remember that the Beatles were a phenomenon that will never be seen again, a mixture of marketing and charming young men with real talent. But the marketing was important. The screaming crowds that greeted them in New York on first arrival had to be brought in, along with the kids who were in the audience of the Ed Sullivan show. The illusion had to be fostered by suggestion so that other kids would pick it up and start screaming on their own. There were real brains behind that operation, and a cash cow of gigantic proportions.
The question was what to do when inevitably the bubble burst and they came down to earth. The answer, and a real act of marketing genius, was to kill Paul. They did it well in advance of dropping hints when Abbey Road was released. The cover of Sgt. Pepper was literally strewn with clues, from the grave made of flowers forming a bass guitar to a doll holding a car and bloody driver’s glove. Magical Mystery Tour had inside a picture of the band performing, Ringo’s drum saying “We love the 3 Beatles” alongside a pair of bloody shoes as the new Paul is singing barefoot.
Some time in 1969 or 1970 there was a radio phone call to a music station in Michigan, surely planted, that mentioned the clues on Abbey Road. The result was a nationwide frenzy. People went out in droves and bought the albums looking for clues … and are you getting this? The Beatles were breaking up, unknown at that time. It was going to happen right after one more album required under contract. They needed to keep sales going.
I love it! Thanks, Rolling Stone, for the funniest magazine cover ever.
PS: Rolling Stone cover caption: “Scenes from a nonstop life.” Funnier still!
PPS: Changed name of post from “PID redux” to “Paul is Dead redux” to get more Google hits. It’s a marketing ploy.