There’s a documentary DVD called “Stuart Sutcliffe: The Lost Beatle” that doesn’t sit right with me, because of assertions made by Stuart’s sister, regarding Stu and John. But one part that rings true is about Astrid. In an interview with Terry Gross on NPR, Astrid gives Stuart all credit, claiming that he was an original, and a visionary. But I think what’s said about Astrid in this video clip gives a more complete and accurate characterization.
Not fun. It was fine yesterday, and now it’s anything but. AAUGH!
Looks like I’m going to have to resort to putting the primary drive into a USB case, attach it to my computer, and see if there’s still a file system on it. Agg-oh-knee.
This is the 40th anniversary of my parents moving us to Massachusetts. Christmas of ‘68 is indelibly associated in my mind with $1 Peanuts books and the Beatles record called “The Beatles”.
I don’t listen to the White Album every Christmas, but I’m glad that Fantagraphics made it possible to revive the Charlie Brown tradition by publishing The Complete Peanuts. I posted a picture of last year’s books, and I’ll start a new tradition by showing you this year’s books. One of them has a serious printing defect, but all of the pages are there so I don’t mind.
We enjoy getting a few new ornaments every year, and Carol bought this one with Snoopy and Woodstock.
After a couple of days off, it’s time to shake myself out of my Christmas stupor. I’ll start with another photo of ravishing Prudence Bury by Astrid Kirchherr. Here she is with Pattie Boyd on the “Hard Day’s Night” train.
Jeopardy! fan-favorite Larissa Kelly will return for the Tournament of Champions, airing March 11-24. Meanwhile, here’s a surprise from Larissa. A piece of speculative fiction she has written, called “Engines of Survival,” that you will find at Strange Horizons Fiction:
Now that Sarah Palin’s star has faded (although I doubt permanently), Larissa is once again the #1 reason — ahead of Alizée! — why people find this blog, so take note that she has included an e-mail address. There’s no reason to assume this isn’t really Larissa, and you have to promise me that if you write to Larissa you will be civil, respectful and well-behaved! And remember, boys, she’s married. (“For all of you youngsters,” as Ed Sullivan used to say, I should explain that “Sorry Boys, She’s Married” is a play on a famous moment in Beatles history.)
