Paul McCartney: Album Review McCartney III

There are many of Paul McCartney ‘s records, but only a few of them are worth calling themselves McCartney records. McCartney III the third remarkable entry in a series that began with its 1970 debut McCartney and it seemed to end with the 1980s McCartney II, two very different albums born in completely different situations that were thus integrated by a DIY approach. Unlike the other records in Macca’s solo discography, these were real one-band attempts, clean-ups for the rough song sketches and home recording tests that never gave him the right releases. And both were flawed but intriguing portraits of a perfectionist embracing the purity of imperfection. So the appearance of that Roman numeral in the title of the McCartney III full of significance, a promising sign that it is the man we are getting here, not the myth. This is very exciting news for that generation of fans who have more respect for the “Acting Secretary” than Sgt. Pepper’s.

The novel of McCartney and McCartney II they had a lot to do with the context in which they appeared: the first was a deliberate ramshackle response to the planned grandeur of the Beatles studio, the second as a synth-inspired counter to a bomb -creige Wings. But though they were solitary endeavors, these records were still embedded in the sounds and conversations of the times. McCartney it was rooted in the agrarian, anti-psych beauty of contemporary groups like the Band, while McCartney II Macca showed off trying the new wave and early electronic music entering the mainstream. On those records, McCartney was not as big of an all-knowing auteur as a sponge waking up the conventional styles of the day and pushing them out, carefree if he made a mess.

McCartney III, however, there is no such guiding principle – except that it arrived in a year when McCartney, like many of us, was stuck at home with a lot of time in addition to his overly healthy hands. After a decade where he actively sought out pop-modern relevance through collaborations with Mark Ronson, Ryan Tedder, and Kanye West and Rihanna, McCartney III his maker is found shaking at his farmhouse in Sussex, tuning the radio to get into his scattered whim. Without a desire to engage with the contemporary music scene or to embrace a new influence, McCartney III not as bold and conspicuous as before. For the most part, it reiterates the popularity for acoustic ditties, regenerative piano balloons, and hot rod rockets. Yet it still offers compelling evidence, even when adhering to its usual series, that a septuagenarian multi-millionaire pop star can comfortably be immersed in the country estate. he has to get up to some weird shit when no one is looking.

The opening of “Long Tailed Winter Bird” is the perfect microcosm of all that is both inspiring and inspiring about this project. Armed with acoustic, blues-Celtic, blues-blues refusal, McCartney adjusts the tension, locking in a distant guitar break and cooking rudely “are you, are you miss you “It’s very rare to hear it get into something so grumpy and tidy, but in the end the song is warmed up with very little pay – yes “Long Tailed Winter Bird” flies in circles for over five minutes, always stressing that it is about to grow into something more special and powerful, but never completely gets in there. .

Still, “Long Tailed Winter Bird” is pretty much “yesterday” compared to the middle of eight minutes on the album “Deep Deep Feeling,” which attempts the exciting explosion of McCartney II-ra weird as “Secret Friend,” but with more belabored results. Beginning as a lantern song about the powerful effects of love, the path is slowly reconstructed through a random block of ominous orchestration, an independent harmony, spouting cod rhythms. -reggae, and guitar squeals that seem to move in from a Dire Straits record. But this descent into madness would be cast out by a safety net, too subtle “self-conscious” for feeling strange. The same thing happens with the same name “Deep Down,” another thing that adds to the growing canon of the late Paul McCartney’s songs, which are largely brings a synth-funk remake of ‘Why We Don’t Do It in the Road’ but runs it out for three times as long.

As was the case with the first two McCartneys, IIIIt is better to use propriety when supporting Macca’s ultimate virtues than to corrupt them. Fortunately, McCartney III radiant times are enough to exceed the stumbles. “Find My Way” expresses the real unhappiness of 2020— “You never used to be scared of days like this / But now you are overcoming your worries” – but this ‘offers me a lift in the form of a “Savoy Truffle” – a lively brass style, playful noodling, and an impressive drum loop that can be pulled from Beck’ s sports bag. With his glammy silhouette, Super Furry Animals, “Take the Day” is even brighter in the hopes of the hopeful. In an age of ruthless politics, innocence seems like “It’s still okay to be nice” as fighting words.

As much as the myth of the McCartney there is a rooted line in the outer kilter consciousness, its most interesting moments are the simplest and most heartfelt. McCartney III honoring that tradition with “The Kiss of Venus,” a romantic lullaby delivered brilliantly in its highest setting and poured with the dust of a pixie harpsichord, but with a warning not to lose too much in love: “If the world starts to shake / Do something we have to break / We have to stay awake. And on a closer to the album, “Winter Bird / When Winter Comes,” we get an interesting recollection that genius is not only in his talent for arranging long-distance situations. McCartney, but in his ability without effort to eliminate leg acoustics. sing about farm animals and make him feel familiar and mythical. “When winter comes, and food is scarce / We will warn our toes to stay indoors,” he sings of the hibernation ritual, while he slowly approaches us for what is shaping up to be a few dark months. Now more than ever, the McCartney a series isn’t just a series of sketchbooks for the maker – it’s a cool vent for some of its most integrated spurs.


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