This was my favorite Beatle book yet. It's the only authorized biography, the only one condoned by the four of them. It was written at such a perfect time in their history. Hunter Davies would have had no idea that as he was writing this book, the rifts and divisions were just beginning and the band was on their way to a crashing, devastating, imploding breakup. As such, his writing is not muddied by these bad feelings or by the hindsight and bias stirred by John's death (ahem: Philip Norman.) Because in 1968, everything looked hunky dory, with all four members of the Beatles looking forward to new and exciting plans. This is the year they are at the absolute height of their creativity, having just released Sgt. Pepper, a magnum opus, just about to leave for India and write all the songs for the White Album, another magnum opus. When they look back on the madness of the touring years--a mere two to three years earlier--their memories are so inconsistent and inaccurate that Hunter Davies only wrote about three pages on the whole thing. (They very obviously did not want to dwell on those years.) John, Paul, George, and Ringo haven't yet aired any of their stirring resentments, which if you look carefully and use a fine-toothed comb, you can find the seeds for in the pages of this book.
Let's start with John, who so many Beatle authors get completely wrong. It was cool to be able to read his testimony coming from a much more stable place than Lennon Remembers for example. Straight from the horse's mouth in 1968: "Paul was telling me the other day that he and I used to have rows about who was the leader. I can't remember them. It had stopped mattering by then [Hamburg.]" On meeting Paul, John drops rather unnecessarily, "Not like falling in love or anything. Just us." Well no one was suggesting that John... The picture on the cover is also so sweet. Those two! They loved each other so much!! There is still a little downplaying of his own hits, but it reads more as John wanting to come off humble rather than manically trashing his partner and life's work like in 1971. "They're good songs, but nothing brilliant...Maybe if someone was attacking them, saying they were rotten, then maybe I'd work up some reaction to them." This is also around the time when Pete Shotton, per his own book, had to go to his house and pump him up, replaying him all of his old hits line by line to reassure him that he did have talent, LSD having completely trashed his ego and sense of self. So that plays into it as well. (This is what I mean by the seeds. Having read so many other books it was kind of fun to play detective like this and read between the lines about what they were really feeling. Hunter Davies points out that they all, and especially John, changed their minds so often and were so fickle that their stances were really just a snapshot in time.)
I had read this excerpt before, but it still struck me when Hunter Davies is talking about John's family life and Cyn remarks that John needs the other Beatles more than they need him. 100% true, as evidenced by John's newest whim to buy a Greek island and move there with the Beatles and their families, and his aversion to taking any vacations without them. Cyn suggests taking a vacation with just her and Julian and John says, "What? Not even with our Beatle buddies?... But it's nice to have your mates around." Now tell me that sounds like a man who is "bored" with the Beatles??? No, he desperately needed them and felt hugely hurt and abandoned at the end, not "bored" by their massive, creative output, nor their love and friendship. Bullshit.
You can also see John's constant search for meaning. At this point, John has just discovered the Maharishi and still considers LSD a mind-opening drug and not realized its ego-shattering effects. Nor has he discovered heroin or political activism. "I was suddenly struck by great visions when I first took acid. But you've got to be looking for it before you can possibly find it. Perhaps I was looking without realizing it. Perhaps I would have found it anyway. It would have just taken longer." Honey, you were looking, and you will continue to look for the rest of your life. (And LSD and the Maharishi ain't it, I'm sorry to tell you.)
Unlike Beatle biographers of the past few decades, Hunter Davies had access to their families. Those Liverpudlians, they were such salt-of-the-earth people! George's mother was their biggest champion. She went to the cavern regularly to listen to them. After they got famous, she and George's father judged beauty contests and made public appearances on behalf of the Beatles. The Harrisons and Jim McCartney in particular were so hilarious and naively generous to the fans. They'd let them into their houses! All of the parents were perfectly happy to live in modest middle-class homes bought for them by their famous sons, but really did not live very lavishly. A modest middle-class life must have felt lavish though to Ringo's parents from the Dingle, or to Jim McCartney in a council flat. The family interviews brought the whole thing into perspective. These are just four twenty-something local boys made good. Humble beginnings. I loved this quote from Ringo's stepfather on what he thought of their music: "I think I prefer their earlier music best... You've got to listen to their tunes properly now, more than once." (What a perfect way to describe the songs on Rubber Soul and Revolver compared with their earlier albums.) They are artists, not just stars. That shift was still new and surprising at the time. The Beatles were known for being the biggest thing in the world, Beatlemania probably being what most people thought of first. Now I think the back half of their output is what is remembered most, the really innovative, groundbreaking stuff that proves their genius.
My favorite chapters were after the history-of-the-band-up-till-now part, where Hunter Davies writes a short chapter on each Beatle, present day and looking forward. We are right before the lowest mental state of John's life--in India and right after--and you can see him teetering on the edge of the abyss, staring off in silence for hours, ignoring Cynthia and Julian, completely lost in his thoughts. Hunter Davies describes John as the hardest to talk to, to get anything out of. In the forward, he writes "Looking back, he was waiting for Yoko to come along and spark him into life again." It's my pet peeve when people attribute all of this power to Yoko before she even came into the picture. He wasn't "waiting for her," he happened to meet her at the lowest point in his life when he needed someone to take him outside of himself. His chapter made me a little sad, thinking of everything that was yet to come. And of course, very sad for Julian. John talks a bit about some half-baked ideas for Julian's education (no private schools or boarding schools, but public schools would be hard on him being a popstar's son, educate him in Greece I guess?) but it is clear, he has very little interaction with the kid and feels totally at sea being a father. Julian is just kind of there. Of Cyn and John's marriage, Hunter Davies writes, "They are very happy," which is pretty shortsighted. (About six months after the publication of this book in fact, the shit will really hit the fan.) I would like to think that for Cyn's sake--and you know what John's too--they still had some love for each other, even though they had already moved so far away from each other. They were family, and certainly had affection for each other, if not real spicy, romantic love. When Cyn makes that remark about John needing the Beatles more than they need him, he just chuckles and says, "I suppose you're right." Amazingly, and brutally honestly, Cyn admits they wouldn't have gotten married if not for Julian. She said so in her memoir from 2005 too, but how gutsy to say that in 1968!
Echoing the impression of countless other journalists and second-circle Beatle acquaintances, Hunter Davies says that Paul was, "the easiest to get to know for an outsider, but in the end he is the hardest to get to know. There is a feeling that he is holding things back." He describes Paul as an excellent talker, wildly curious, and the absolute king of Swinging London. He mentions that Paul is the only one living in London and that he and George are the two who cultivate relationships with lots of people outside of the Beatles inner circle (seed alert! John is jealous!) For Paul that means avant-garde artists, Mick Jagger and Marianne Faithfull, and countless, countless, countless girlfriends in addition to Jane Asher. He points out how Paul is the driving force of the Beatles at this time. It's obvious he had to be, not only because of his natural creativity (and uppers-induced productivity--my analysis, not Hunter's), but also because of John's lethargy described in detail a chapter before. He goes into the different phases of the band so far, and Paul's allergy to repeating themselves.
George and Pattie's relationship at this time was at its peak. It was kind of nice to read about, if you can silence the reminder of what is to come for them. No seeds of breaking up planted here though, just a rather nice depiction of married life in the fashionable sixties elite. Hunter Davies describes their day to day filled meditation and vegetarian food, and their cool house with the psychedelic paintings on the outside walls. He remarks that George and Pattie have the most equal partnership. I guess compared with John and Cyn and Ringo and Maureen, where the expectation is that the women have babies and stay home doting on their eccentric husbands, then Pattie and George seem pretty advanced? And with Paul and Jane, Jane works but she is frequently away and they maybe don't seem like as much of a unit as Pattie and George do. Pattie works (although he neglected to mention that George hated that and wished she wouldn't) and they have all of these shared interests and passions. In fact, Pattie kind of led the way on that, learning about the Maharishi first and introducing George to meditation. Interestingly, George is then the one who leads the Beatles on all these trends (meditation, Indian instruments, fashion--he was by far the most cutting edge Beatle, style-wise.) It's so sweet, whenever one of them learns about something they all have to try it.
Lastly in the George chapter: George's baby brother role in the band. He really couldn't get away from it. Astrid and Cyn looked upon him as a little kid too. When he gets deported from Hamburg, Astrid drives him to the airport with a little snack and he tears up a bit as he hugs her goodbye. He had a sense of humor about it though. For Christmas, Astrid gives John a book by the Marquis de Sade. George picks up his present and says, "What's mine then, comics?" In 1968, he hasn't yet gained the confidence to really stand behind his songs. He says, "The words are always a bit of a hangup for me. I'm not very poetic. My lyrics are poor, really. But I don't take any of it seriously. It's just a joke." Hmm, sounds a bit like John insisting he wasn't in love with Paul... It's all just so interesting because in a year, he'd look back on this time and probably feel resentful of the stances he took. Here's a very George perspective on the future: "We'll make perhaps one or two films a year ourselves...It'll just be the same sort of scene, trying to do something new each time, then we die and go on to a new life where we try again, to get better all the time. That's life, that's death. But as for this life, we haven't done anything yet." Post-breakup, George can be so grumpy and contrarian. He hated the touring years the most out of the four of them. But he is notably eager to see what's next for them as a band now that they are focusing more on recording. Ha! I knew it George, you loved the Beatles, don't deny it!
On to Ringo. Ringo is usually described in accepted Beatle canon as being the "lucky one." This book is no exception, and in fact probably set the template for years to come. Although Ringo really didn't help himself in that area. He's the one who provides the soundbites! He points to John and Paul as the composers, he could be creative, but he's really not. Ringo continually says how lucky he was to be brought along, while John, Paul and George all seemed to think it an inevitability that they would make it big (although they never knew how big.) Come on, Ringo! You're the Greatest, as per your 1973 single! Repeatedly though, Hunter Davies remarks on how open and friendly Ringo is, and the others think of him as the heart and soul of the group too. He definitely seemed like the easiest one to be around. George was probably quite standoffish and difficult to open up, John obviously was on another planet, and Paul I get the feeling was a bit over-excited and took up a lot of the air in the room.
There is also a very sweet portrait of Ringo's family life. Despite how comically traditional and selfless it all was, I couldn't help being moved by how much Maureen loved and adored Ringo (again, silencing the reminder of what is to come for them. Just stay in 1968 with me.) She says, "I think he often underestimates himself. He does forget what good ideas he has had, because he thinks he's not creative. He says it's the others who have the good ideas. But he is good as many things...he's great at all things. He's a lovely dancer." She apparently faithfully waited up until 4 in the morning sometimes for him to come back from recording so they could have a meal together. Aw. It's kind of cool thinking of Maureen seeing the Beatles all the way through from the Cavern to the concert on the roof. She was there for it all.
In the forward, Hunter Davies mentions that he took out the explicit references to Brian Epstein's sexuality, as his grieving mother was in complete denial and insisted it wasn't true. He includes veiled references like, "His love life always appears to have ended unhappily. He did have violent affairs with people, but they rarely lasted long," or a quote from Apple employee Peter Brown, "He never really came to terms with himself sexually. He thought there was something wrong about it all. But he decided that was how he was and he never tried to go against his nature." Brian Epstein is such a sad character. Ambitious social climber, he hitches all his hopes on the Beatles and they become his entire world and purpose. It's after they are done touring and have less use for him that he sinks into a depression. Hunter Davies rules out suicide, citing the coroner's report that the traces of drugs in his system were not all at once but a series of large doses over time. I've heard other people surmise that it would have happened one way or the other and that the Beatles gave him a few more years. Incredibly sad, any way you slice it.
This forward, written in 1985, was excellent and important in setting the stage a little bit, and explaining some of what was left out. Hard drugs and sexual escapades were minimized, but what was left was still quite shocking for the 60s. Hunter says, "Any reader over the age of fifteen, even in 1968, must have been well aware of what really happened, but no one spelled it out in those days." Interesting take. About prellies and uppers in Hamburg, he writes that they only took them for performances and certainly didn't abuse them. There was a hilarious aside in the forward explaining the few edits he was asked to make to the book, focusing on John's childhood in order to pacify Mimi. Mimi apparently sent back her copy of the proof with every paragraph on John's childhood marked up with red pen: "Rubbish!" "Never!" She made him end that chapter with the very clunky line, "They say that John was as happy as the day was long." Hunter gripes about John bitching in the 70s about how white-washed this account was, although it was John who had asked him to keep it out for Mimi!
The afterword was equally fascinating. 1985 is still relatively close to the 60s. The surviving Beatles are in their 40s, which must have sounded hugely old at the time and makes them seem wildly young now. The Paul addendum parts were especially interesting. In the 80s he is at the nadir of his career, having just released the hideously panned Give My Regards to Broad Street and not yet climbed back up in his solo career. It must have felt like a Where are They Now or a VH1's Behind the Music, instead of PAUL MCCARTNEY who has earned his place as an elder statesmen in rock history. Ringo's life seemed pretty nice in the 80s (he skipped over the alcoholism and rehab stays) but pretty decidedly has-been. I learned some sad stuff about his kids. I guess it's true that when he went to LA in the 70s to drink the decade away, he left his kids in England. I'm sure there is some crazy resentment and dysfunction, but Ringo rather flippantly describes being "close again" with Zak and Jason, even after throwing one of them out of the house (!!) for being a surly teen! Despite this, Ringo's interviews in 1985 were incredibly charming. When asked if he had a passion to devote his energies to like George (gardening) and Paul (music), he says, "What do you mean? That's my passion there. Barbara. I'm in love, man. It's amazing. Better than a garden. you don't have to water her every day." He is perfectly happy to stay out of the limelight. So much so that Hunter Davies compares that with Paul's constant working and kind of turns up his nose at what he deems to be chasing after the glitz and prestige. Ouch. He includes several quotes of Paul's that echo the Q Interview in 1986, where he is still very stung by the public's perception of him and by John's barbs (and Yoko's!) Paul has come a long way on that stuff, specifically in the way he talks about it publicly. Right after John's murder it probably all came back up and he resented that while John was being martyred, he was painted as the bastard of the group (Ahem: more Philip Norman.) But unlike Philip Norman, Hunter Davies makes it clear that his thesis with this whole project is to celebrate the Beatles and remember them as being the best of the best. Which they are.
I could have read this book for 100 more pages. I just loved it. Low bias, excellent interviews, and a new way of looking at the band's story, it being truncated, which shows how the band members really felt. A real primary source. 10 stars.