Lennon & McCartney

I recently watched the three-part Peter Jackson-helmed documentary series "Get Back," a compilation of footage from rehearsal and recording sessions the Beatles had that eventually led to their final public appearance, the rooftop session in London. It's a great film if you're a Beatle fan, getting a look behind the scenes, as it were, of the band at the beginning of the end.

Watching it you can see things fray apart in real time, more or less, then come back together for a bit, then fray again, and the doc ends with things in a sort of limbo. We know that they go on to record and release another album ("Abbey Road") before the one they're making here ("Let it Be") is released, but we also know that the guy they break to meet with at one point, Allen Klein, is going to screw them over and ratchet up the conflicts that break them.

I'm not as well-read on the subject as plenty of other Beatle scholars out there, I lack some of the details in my understanding of what broke the fab four apart in the end, but I have a general sense of it and have occasionally wondered what the world would be like, or at least what pop culture would be like, had Brian Epstein survived. Losing their manager to a drug overdose—barbiturates and alcohol in a self-medicated attempt to deal with chronic insomnia—in 1967 put the band in new territory. Deciding to manage themselves was probably a mistake, and the frictions of a few years later when they were looking for a new business manager, the machinations pulled by Klein (the guy ultimately hired by three of the band), Paul's prescient refusal to sign on with Klein (John, George, and Ringo would later sue Klein for breach of fiduciary duty and misrepresentation), and so forth would not have occurred if Brian Epstein was still handling the band. The smaller issues of personal conflict had to do with their self-managing as well, with Paul as the most responsible of the four assuming a "boss" role he did not want that irritated the others. Much is made of the Yoko Factor, but as Paul himself says in the "Get Back" footage, frustrated at John's distractions they were really feeling the absence of a grown-up figure to tell them to focus. They missed Brain a lot more than they were annoyed about Yoko.

I always have loved The Beatles, and in particular I've always found John Lennon to be fascinating. Not in a "favorite Beatle" kind of way, but because he was such a complicated person. Coming out of a horrendous childhood with absentee parents and a mom with mental health issues, when he meets Paul McCartney John's a thoughtful but very angry, tremendously insecure 16-year-old kid with a wealth of talent and on the road to trouble. Paul comes from a much different background, he's from a stable family of relative means (relative to John, anyway) but equally talented, and becoming fast friends gives them both a needed balance. John was one of those kids that either had to grow up too fast or never had a real childhood, depending on how you look at it, and had to grow up in his 20s while being one of the most famous people in the world; eventually he got to a point of internal peace and happiness, but only after going through Beatlemania, a failed and unhappy shotgun marriage, loss of important intimates (Stu Sutcliffe, Brian Epstein), an overly-intense nearly all-consuming new romance that alienated people (including his young son whom he became an absentee dad to himself), heroin addiction, all the end-stage Beatle drama, estrangement from Yoko, and a year-long largely drunken "lost weekend" first. Associations with the other Beatles makes him more worldly, he explores cultures. Between that and meeting Yoko he gets overtly political. Ideologically he goes from writing the misogynistic "Run For Your Life" to writing the feminist "Woman is the Nigger of the World" seven years later. Ultimately, he finds his place as a stay-at-home dad to a new son he's determined not to be absent from. The evolution of John Lennon is rather profound and very human.

Anyway, the bulk of the third installment of "Get Back" is around the rooftop concert, for which there's a lot of video out there. There's a brief moment in one of the clips where John goes to hug Paul, and John grips Paul in a bear hug with an intense expression, very emotional, while Paul embraces John back in a more relaxed manner with a tender expression that appears more tired than anything else. It's fleeting, but it struck me as such a distillation of the bond between them as the end of the band neared. A moment that's so at odds with the public feud they'd have in the early ’70s, that really shows how that feud to come was based in pain and resentment at the other parties and outside factors that their conflicts were based in, because these guys really, deeply missed each other.

It was an image I wanted to capture, so I'm now trying to draw it. Here's an in progress snapshot of it, with the first two layers (6H and 2B pencils) only; it's going to require several more gradations, probably from 8H to 6B, maybe 8B, before it's done. Paul's still raw, it's not him yet, and I'm not getting John's expression right—he looks too calm. It needs something more around the eyes, I think.

Tagged The Beatles, Sketches, Posted on March 2, 2026 at 10:04PM   |   Permalink   |     |  

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One and done evening

I've had a light schedule with the umpire gig of late; partly because we're in that transition period between winter season and spring season. Possibly for other reasons too, but that would just be speculation. Anyway, I ended up working just one game yesterday. It was supposed to be two, but one of the teams just didn't show up for the 7:00 playoff. Easy advance for the team that did, I suppose. Congrats to the Squids.

There wasn't much notable about the one game, really, there wasn't even enough stuff happening atmospherically to dig out the Cap Hill Softball Bingo card. Though it was unusual in one respect: neither team hit double digits in the scoring. The winners staged a late comeback with a walkoff 4-run 7th to take it by a final score of 9-8. I like those, it's kind of rare to do a game where there aren't a lot of overthrows or misplays, or where one team doesn't just beat the tar out of the other. It wasn't quite the defensive showcase that I saw last week, but still nice.

Then we just stood around for a while to give the late-game forfeiting team their required grace period before calling it a night.

Oh well, these things happen—forfeits, scheduling weirdness, all part of the deal.

This week I have three games on Thursday night and that's it. Possibly my own error, I noticed earlier today that I had marked myself unavailable next Sunday afternoon which was a mistake; there are only two games scheduled on Sunday anyway, so I may not have gotten those either way. I'm curious to see what the scheduling looks like going forward, as the winter season was lighter than expected for me and I don't know if it was just because the economy sucks and the umps that previously didn't want to work the winter were asking for hours; or if maybe because the economy sucks, the fact that I'm at the top of the pay scale works against me. More games at more parks during spring and summer, so more of us will be needed, so I hope to be back on a three-times-a-week/6-9 games per week routine. We'll see.

Tagged Umping, Posted on March 2, 2026 at 7:00PM   |   Permalink   |     |  

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