Kieran’s Korner: Let’s Get Real About Paul McCartney

It’s been five days and yet we still have a bad taste in our mouth after last week’s ‘SNL’ hosted by Paul McCartney with a special appearance by Paul Rudd.  We understand that Paul McCartney is special, even the British monarchy has acknowledged that.  There are stars, and there are mega-stars, and then there are supernovas.  McCartney is the latter.  However, we still believe that ‘SNL’ shouldn’t have been so much about him, and his presence struck us a somewhat selfish booking, designed to provide more pleasure for the cast and crew than the audience at home.  This sentiment was only driven home when Paul Rudd remarked on ‘Live! With Regis and Kelly’ that (no surprise) after the show McCartney stuck around to play an impromptu private concert.  Rudd was obviously still in awe of the moment, noting that he’s “a massive Beatles fan, like everyone.”  But we’re not massive Beatles fans, and even if we were, we wonder if we’d be interested in McCartney’s other works, like the songs he played for his first two ‘SNL’ sets.  So that got us thinking, do people really care about hearing Paul McCartney play anything but Beatles songs?  Do they just tolerate McCartney in hopes that he’ll break out the Beatles catalog?  Or do they genuinely enjoy the cuts from Wings and his solo stuff?  So to get more clarity on this question, we turned to our guest blogger-in-residence and Beatles aficionado Kieran Walsh, in our latest Kieran’s Korner:

Wow.  Lead me into a minefield, why don’t you?

It’s not an easy question.  It’s not an easy answer.  Gosh…  Well, let’s do this.

I consider myself a tough but fair-minded critic.  As you know, I’m willing to defend music and musicians that a lot of people deride as cheesy and uncool (we’ve discussed Billy Joel’s work, for instance.  Likewise, I’d agree with Adam Sandler – or, at least, his character in Big Daddy – that Styx deserves a reappraisal.  And don’t get me started on Wham.)  And I’m also comfortable with tearing down a piss-poor effort even if it’s by a hero (Tin Machine, anyone?  Oy…)

With that out-of-the-way, I can honestly say that I really do appreciate and enjoy a good, um… let’s say 65-75% of Paul McCartney’s solo material – whether it be under the Wings umbrella or otherwise.  And, yeah, when I say enjoy, I think it does stand comparison with much of his Beatles work.  Everybody talks about Band on the Run, but my favorite McCartney solo album would be Ram.  It’s loaded with classics, including the astonishing “Too Many People” – possibly the angriest song he’s ever recorded.  I’d also say that his 1989 disc Flowers in the Dirt is pretty amazing, and his collaborations with Elvis Costello (“My Brave Face”) were incredibly rewarding.  Would I rather hear him play “Good Day Sunshine” than “C Moon?”  Sure.  But I’d also rather hear “Jet” than, say, “I’ll Follow the Sun.”  It’s all perspective.

Having said that, Sir Paul is definitely capable of sheer awfulness.  Witness “Biker Like an Icon” or “Temporary Secretary” or the truly risible “Bip Bop.”  Yeah, he’s had some stinkers.

Such is life, though.  And, given the sheer breadth of McCartney’s career, I don’t know how you can possibly avoid that.  The thing about Lennon is, he was murdered while still relatively young.  I mean, really, 40 is nothing.  Heck, I’ll be 40 in 2012.  When a person’s career is cut short like that, it tends to become idealized.  James Dean, Kurt Cobain, John Belushi.  People like to think that, if they’d been able to continue, artists like these would’ve been churning out one work of genius after another.  In point of fact, though, they would’ve produced…  some good stuff, some more classics, and, inevitably, some garbage.  That’s just how it is.

There’s a running joke in Steve Coogan’s brilliant series “I’m Alan Partridge,” about the titular character’s love for McCartney and Wings – “Wings are the band the Beatles could’ve been!!!”  I don’t think anyone feels precisely like that.  Well, anything is possible, but I highly doubt it.  I suspect most people, like myself, have the Beatles at the top of the pyramid, and that serves as kind of a bridgehead into the fab four’s solo material, whether it be good, bad or indifferent.  Paul has been treated the worst of the lot just because he’s been so immensely successful and what he does seems so effortless (again, Billy Joel seems an apt parallel.)  But trust me, a great deal of his solo stuff has more merit than people realize.  And, yeah, it’s a fucking thrill to hear the opening piano chords of “Live and Let Die” in the context of a live show.  Sorry, but I can’t let this go by without sending a shout out to my brother, Shane, for taking me to see Paul in concert four times.  Thanks, man!