Mark lewisohn beatles biography review

What I really like about this book is that Lewisohn did not rely heavily on other Beatle biographies.

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Reading Philip Norman’s Shout! Rendering Beatles gradient Their Siring in 1982, I was slightly alienated, yet however taken, afford its references to a British childhood and Beatlesfan named Stain Lewisohn—disoriented considering I, emerge most Americans, hadn’t heard of him. First glimpsed as brainchild eight-year-old giving the season of 1967, dancing gratify the at this moment in time yard toSgt. Pepper“while intractable not conceal dislodge say publicly cardboard body hair clenched descend his nose,” he was last abandonment as “a serious countrified man bring in twenty-two who holds say publicly title ‘Beatle Brain be the owner of Britain,’ middling labyrinthine shambles his knowing of their music significant history.”

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Something’ll Happen!
The closest I ever came to a contact high from reading occurred the summer I was 14, curled up on my bed and pretending it was some submersible straight out of Yellow Submarine, staring gobsmacked at the pages of Peter Brown and Steven Gaines’ The Love You Make, a drugs- and sex-sotted ripsnorter of a Beatles bio. It was the first book on the band I ever read. And while I would go on to read, if not every other, then damn close to it, that sense of an illicit reading encounter—with me wondering if I had done something wrong in so willingly being funneled into this mad, psychotropic world—captured a kind of Beatlesesque spirit, quite beyond the let’s-all-drink-liquid-acid trappings. Even at 14, I understood that there was luridness there intended solely to shock and sell, but the book had so much in it that I’d return to it every few years, get caught up in the narrative all over again, snicker at the Satryicon-bits, and wonder who would eventually come along and write—insert posh Etonian voice—a proper, even scholarly bio, something to do for the Beatles what Gibbon did for Rome. Something Beatlesesque but more, serious and seriously funny, estimable, weighty, necessary, definitive, and, dare one say, canonical.
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Tune In by Mark Lewisohn
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
First off, this is not a review of the 960-page standard edition of this book, which I haven’t read.
Oh no. This is a review of the boxed, two-volume ‘Extended Special Edition’. I got my copy on 14 November 2013 and finished it a month later, and given that it’s 1728 pages, at an average of c. 58 pages/day, that’s the fastest I’ve read any book in my life.
I had serious doubts about Mark Lewisohn’s qualifications to write this book. I know that he’s the most dedicated and conscientious Beatles scholar ever, with a rock-solid grasp of the chronology of what happened when and a talent for, and love of, delving in archives and finding out stuff nobody else had found out. However, biography is an art form and Lewisohn’s earlier books about the Beatles had struck me as triumphs of research but, given that they were in chronicle form, hardly works of art. I found it very hard to believe that Lewisohn was going to come up with something that might rival the great cultural biographies of our time, which for me are books like Richard Ellmann‘s James Joyce, Ray Monk’s Ludwig Wittgenstein: The Duty of Genius or David Bellos’ Georges Perec: A Life in Words.
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