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duparker's review
4.0
This book got much better after the first 80 pages or so. Actually the first chapter is great, then the next few dragged on. Over the recording of Revolver begins the book really takes off.
Clearly the author loves Paul, was confused and annoyed by John, frustrated by George, and laughed at Ringo. There is a lot of interesting detail focusing on the musical experiences and leaving a lot of the disgruntled backstory for others to chronicle.
In the end, I'd go 4.5, because it was very insightful, and energetic.
Clearly the author loves Paul, was confused and annoyed by John, frustrated by George, and laughed at Ringo. There is a lot of interesting detail focusing on the musical experiences and leaving a lot of the disgruntled backstory for others to chronicle.
In the end, I'd go 4.5, because it was very insightful, and energetic.
josiebrown's review
5.0
A beautiful, honest tribute to a wonderful life. As I was reading, Geoff Emerick felt like a personal friend of mine, his emotions became my emotions. This book is extremely telling of what it was really like from an inside perspective opposed to the exaggerated and overstated story we are told by other sources. All of the anecdotes were fantastic to read and you could tell how much they meant to Mr. Emerick when he experienced them. What an amazing book!
alexrobinsonsupergenius's review
3.0
I had high expectations considering the high ratings Goodreaders give it but I was disappointed. There are some fun anecdotes and impressions of The Beatles but it becomes suspicious when he includes quotes from conversations that happened 60 years ago. If you’re into the technical details of the recording process (and the methods he pioneered) or aren’t a fan of George Harrison’s early guitar work check it out.
lindsayb's review
5.0
Just when I thought I had nothing more to say about the Beatles:
I haven't read a book on the Beatles in nearly ten years at least. In fact, I can't think off the top of my head that I've read any book--at least cover to cover--chronicling a music artist since I graduated high school. Perhaps it's because I did it to death as a fanatical teenager, and I'm sure working at record stores plus this crazy, new contraption they call "The Internet" where you can just read snippets here and there PLUS having many musically-minded friends and family has sufficed in the meantime as well. And indeed, this book has been lying around my apartment for a year before I finally figured, "Huh. Maybe I should give this one a whirl."
Let me start by saying that it's been a while since I've read a book that I had so many qualms with and yet really ultimately enjoyed. Anyone who's spent a little time with me knows my history with the Beatles. To say I was (am?) obsessed is an understatement. I learned the word "monomaniacal" at the age of 13 when used by my parents to categorize my behavior (and appearance) after the anthologies first aired. To this day, of course decades after the group was together, I have yet to meet anyone personally, other than of course my dear friend Erin (who recommended this book), who have taken the obsession to such an extreme (which, yes, I feel qualified to say, especially experiencing the Event that is Beatlefest many times). I say all this because I already know a lot about the group with the addition of having so much of my life tied up with my experience of getting into the Beatles--it absolutely resounds a deep chord within me.
So I found reading Emerick's account at times quite frustrating. For one, the writing was not top-notch even with a music journalist in tow (although this makes me think of the Zappa quote: "Most rock journalism is people who can't write, interviewing people who can't talk, for people who can't read"), and Emerick occasionally adds some details of his own personal life that seem irrelevant and disrupt the flow at times. I mean, really--we're reading this book to find out about the Beatles. Also, I found his attitude a little off-putting when it came to addressing the albums he wasn't involved with...especially dismissing Rubber Soul, which, though it doesn't contain as much experimentation as Revolver, to me stands out as their point of departure in both musicality and songwriting from their earlier work.
My primary beef, though, was the rather heavy-handed idol worship of Paul McCartney. Granted, this is Emerick's story, Emerick's experience, but it really got hard to stomach at times. There were several points within his recollections where he made the other three Beatles seem little more than bumbling idiots who had no business being in the music business at all (and George Martin to be nothing short of a tyrant). They all had their problems, but Paul certainly was no exception. Besides, having read/watched/listened to so much of the Beatles and so many of the people they've ever associated with, I wasn't reading this to get another character analysis of the band--I wanted to get the technical side of the recording process, which is certainly not as frequent a commentary to be found. This reflection on character subsequently seemed to reveal inconsistencies in Emerick's approach to recording the Beatles. Take, for instance, the Sgt. Pepper sessions. If I read this correctly, to get the rich sound, he mentions how he put Paul's bass on a separate track--different from before when bass and drums were often heaped together--which was a bigger deal since they were recording on EMI's notoriously behind-the-times four-track machine. Yet, a little later he bemoans not being able to separate the distinct guitar styles of George and John...why not give them a chance then and record them on separate tracks, and putting the bass and drums back on the same track? He also complains about Lennon's abstractions, but seems blind to it when Paul speaks in them. Similarly, John's attention to detail--when it occured--was unwelcomed, but he bent over backwards for Paul. I actually started making a list of the bias, but got tired of keeping track.
To be fair, he has become close with Paul over the years in both their musical and personal lives, which makes his assessments a little easier to understand. I also realize that Paul had the most musical ability and variety of the group when first coming into the studio, which I'm sure that makes a sound engineer's job a lot easier to develop an overall sound, plus he's obviously the most pop oriented of the four. Additionally, his attitudes towards all four Beatles seemed fairer towards the end of their career. And for any egotism I found unsettling, I just reminded myself, "Well, it IS the Beatles we're talking about, and this IS the guy who helped develop some truly fantastic and innovative albums..." It's hard to live that one down.
Above all, though, I truly got a lot out of this memoir. Some of the more flamboyant recording tricks are pretty well documented (e.g., the whole of "Tomorrow Never Knows") so I already knew plenty about a lot of it. However, I've also forgotten a lot, too, as my rabid mania has calmed a bit over the last decade or so (or perhaps simply found different avenues) and delighted in refreshing my memory. I reveled in learning about the normal aspects of the recording process as well as the details pertaining to the laborious creativity of having to work with EMI's limited equipment. Ultimately, I truly appreciated the inspiration I got to go back and pour over the Beatles' albums once again (and am gearing up to watch the Anthologies over again). Unlike other things I've obsessed over, I've never really had a phase where I got burnt out on the Beatles, but it's definitely been a while since I've paid extra close attention to the nuances of the songs. And in listening so closely to the songs once again, I found myself completely overwhelemed. I am reminded of what the Beatles mean to me in the context of my life--how these sounds have shaped, influenced, and inspired me and will continue to do so. And so, in spite of the issues I had during the reading, I am grateful to have had Emerick's account provoke an awareness within of my connection to music.
I haven't read a book on the Beatles in nearly ten years at least. In fact, I can't think off the top of my head that I've read any book--at least cover to cover--chronicling a music artist since I graduated high school. Perhaps it's because I did it to death as a fanatical teenager, and I'm sure working at record stores plus this crazy, new contraption they call "The Internet" where you can just read snippets here and there PLUS having many musically-minded friends and family has sufficed in the meantime as well. And indeed, this book has been lying around my apartment for a year before I finally figured, "Huh. Maybe I should give this one a whirl."
Let me start by saying that it's been a while since I've read a book that I had so many qualms with and yet really ultimately enjoyed. Anyone who's spent a little time with me knows my history with the Beatles. To say I was (am?) obsessed is an understatement. I learned the word "monomaniacal" at the age of 13 when used by my parents to categorize my behavior (and appearance) after the anthologies first aired. To this day, of course decades after the group was together, I have yet to meet anyone personally, other than of course my dear friend Erin (who recommended this book), who have taken the obsession to such an extreme (which, yes, I feel qualified to say, especially experiencing the Event that is Beatlefest many times). I say all this because I already know a lot about the group with the addition of having so much of my life tied up with my experience of getting into the Beatles--it absolutely resounds a deep chord within me.
So I found reading Emerick's account at times quite frustrating. For one, the writing was not top-notch even with a music journalist in tow (although this makes me think of the Zappa quote: "Most rock journalism is people who can't write, interviewing people who can't talk, for people who can't read"), and Emerick occasionally adds some details of his own personal life that seem irrelevant and disrupt the flow at times. I mean, really--we're reading this book to find out about the Beatles. Also, I found his attitude a little off-putting when it came to addressing the albums he wasn't involved with...especially dismissing Rubber Soul, which, though it doesn't contain as much experimentation as Revolver, to me stands out as their point of departure in both musicality and songwriting from their earlier work.
My primary beef, though, was the rather heavy-handed idol worship of Paul McCartney. Granted, this is Emerick's story, Emerick's experience, but it really got hard to stomach at times. There were several points within his recollections where he made the other three Beatles seem little more than bumbling idiots who had no business being in the music business at all (and George Martin to be nothing short of a tyrant). They all had their problems, but Paul certainly was no exception. Besides, having read/watched/listened to so much of the Beatles and so many of the people they've ever associated with, I wasn't reading this to get another character analysis of the band--I wanted to get the technical side of the recording process, which is certainly not as frequent a commentary to be found. This reflection on character subsequently seemed to reveal inconsistencies in Emerick's approach to recording the Beatles. Take, for instance, the Sgt. Pepper sessions. If I read this correctly, to get the rich sound, he mentions how he put Paul's bass on a separate track--different from before when bass and drums were often heaped together--which was a bigger deal since they were recording on EMI's notoriously behind-the-times four-track machine. Yet, a little later he bemoans not being able to separate the distinct guitar styles of George and John...why not give them a chance then and record them on separate tracks, and putting the bass and drums back on the same track? He also complains about Lennon's abstractions, but seems blind to it when Paul speaks in them. Similarly, John's attention to detail--when it occured--was unwelcomed, but he bent over backwards for Paul. I actually started making a list of the bias, but got tired of keeping track.
To be fair, he has become close with Paul over the years in both their musical and personal lives, which makes his assessments a little easier to understand. I also realize that Paul had the most musical ability and variety of the group when first coming into the studio, which I'm sure that makes a sound engineer's job a lot easier to develop an overall sound, plus he's obviously the most pop oriented of the four. Additionally, his attitudes towards all four Beatles seemed fairer towards the end of their career. And for any egotism I found unsettling, I just reminded myself, "Well, it IS the Beatles we're talking about, and this IS the guy who helped develop some truly fantastic and innovative albums..." It's hard to live that one down.
Above all, though, I truly got a lot out of this memoir. Some of the more flamboyant recording tricks are pretty well documented (e.g., the whole of "Tomorrow Never Knows") so I already knew plenty about a lot of it. However, I've also forgotten a lot, too, as my rabid mania has calmed a bit over the last decade or so (or perhaps simply found different avenues) and delighted in refreshing my memory. I reveled in learning about the normal aspects of the recording process as well as the details pertaining to the laborious creativity of having to work with EMI's limited equipment. Ultimately, I truly appreciated the inspiration I got to go back and pour over the Beatles' albums once again (and am gearing up to watch the Anthologies over again). Unlike other things I've obsessed over, I've never really had a phase where I got burnt out on the Beatles, but it's definitely been a while since I've paid extra close attention to the nuances of the songs. And in listening so closely to the songs once again, I found myself completely overwhelemed. I am reminded of what the Beatles mean to me in the context of my life--how these sounds have shaped, influenced, and inspired me and will continue to do so. And so, in spite of the issues I had during the reading, I am grateful to have had Emerick's account provoke an awareness within of my connection to music.
bhouse's review
5.0
i'm a music nerd and loved his insider technical tales of how they achieved various sounds. amazing he started a few months shy of his 16th birthday, incredible story.
cremefracas's review
I half-finished this, but I know I won't pick it up again before moving. It was good so far, though. Maybe when my fiction-kick is over again?
fourstringspark's review
4.0
Essential reading for any Beatles fan (or anyone with an interest in record production). Many of the key anecdotes can also be found (without the ghost-written fluff) in The Complete Beatles Recording Sessions. But some of the fluff is entertaining, so this is worth a read, even if Emerick comes down unnecessarily hard on poor George.