Tomorrow He's 64
Yes, we still need him--Sir Paul McCartney. I can remember thinking when I first heard the song 39 years ago: "I wonder what he will be like when he really does turn 64? I wonder if I will be alive when it happens. " From Dave Winer's blog today, I learn that tomorrow's the big day. The NY Times has a graceful piece explaining the implications. Unlike my sister, I never picked Paul as my favorite Beatle. Come to think of it, I'm not sure I had one--maybe John, for his edgy wit; Paul was too cute and too sweet, Ringo was too dumb, and George was a spiritual poseur. But now Paul reigns. I heard him at a Denver concert a few years ago, and his sweetness, tested by time and many tragedies, won me over. I bet he'll have one huge birthday bash, and that "When I'm 64" will be played tomorrow more times throughout the world than it ever was in 1967. Big smile.