Through the magic of the PVR, I’ve just finished Martin Scorcese’s hagiomentary of George Harrison.
Something struck me about this, and it’s hard for me to tell if it’s Harrison or Scorcese: there were no “normal” people to offer opinions about Harrison. No butchers, bakers or candlestick-makers — but plenty of world class people.
When Harrison went out solo, he led a huge star-studded concert, and then went on tour with a world class sitar player.
When he joined a band, it was a supergroup (i.e., Traveling Wilbury’s).
He raced cars … so he was friends with racing legend Jackie Stewart.
He’s interested in comedy … so he’s friend with the Pythons.
And so on.
This made me think that he must have been very like Barack Obama. All the little people love him so, but he doesn’t actually know any of them.
Pity.
So you've not heard about George Harrison and the George Formby Appreciation society then?
http://www.liverpooldailypost.co.uk/liverpool-news/regional-news/2009/07/29/george-formby-fan-pays-tribute-to-george-harrison-ahead-of-concert-92534-24263413/2/
Trying to put this in American terms, rather like Slash joining the Red Skelton Society in the outback of West Virginia somewhere.
Posted by: Tim Worstallt | November 30, 2011 at 08:45 AM
Thank you for givnig us a moment with George Harrison. He was taken much to soon. Yes, one of the great ones.
Posted by: Marcin | February 09, 2012 at 02:03 AM
I stand corrected. Tim has convinced me that the problem here is Scorcese's presentation, not Harrison himself.
Posted by: Dave Tufte | February 09, 2012 at 08:36 AM