The World Is Saved - McCartney Refurbishing his Old Awful Shit

While McCartney has made some extremely bad albums ("Wings at the Speed of Sound" and "Wild Life" would've sunk most anyone else's career), give him credit where it's due.

He's also made some utterly shitty ones that even a mongoloid would find insulting to his intelligence.

There probably isn't a major star who has had more misses than McCartney. If you remove the Beatles era, and just check off the songs on the solo albums, it's probably 5 great ones, 10 good ones, 20 pleasant ones, 50 average ones, 50 annoying ones, and 50 downright awful ones.

I've only estimated how many solo songs he's written and performed. If there's more, add them to the "awful" pile.

Does Paul care? Of course not. The proof is that adorable Mr. Ego is celebrating the anniversaries of every fucking album by not only re-issuing this junk, but adding "bonus" tracks that even HE thought were too stinky to bother with the first time around.

Good Christ, I don't think I listened to "Pipes of Piss" or "Tug of Dick" more than once or twice. I sure as hell don't think I want to re-visit this shit even free courtesy of a torrent download.

Who says you can't polish a turd? McCartney is shining up these old albums with such love you'd think he doesn't notice the smell.

Of course Macca is well aware of the Beatles fanatics who WILL buy ANYTHING for their COLLECTION, so he's creating "limited edition" packages, with booklets, DVDs, and other Macca-crappa so that as Christmas season rolls around, this junk will be gift-wrapped and ready to go.

Guys like Paulie (and even Ringo) can smirk about how they can create "limited edition" products that sell out instantly. Which is more impressive than putting out albums that no longer go Gold because of piracy. You do the math. Better to sell 1,000 copies at $100 each or not be able to move 100,000 copies at $10 each? Something like that.

IF I'M BEING HONEST, none of McCartney's solo albums hold up that well. The first one has some nostalgia to it, along with thuddingly inept drumming and a lot of lazy lyrics. You can understand why Lennon was disgusted with "Ram," which was loaded with stupidity ("Admiral Halsey" leaps to mind) and brainless drivel like "Ram On." Macca swiftly got to the point of screaming and bellowing total shit ("Bip Bop" and "Monkberry Moon Delight") and singing stuff that seemed to make sense but actually didn't ("Band on the Run"). Well, this IS the guy who wrote "Obla-di Obla-da" and "Get Back," which takes a lot of tolerance to even discuss. The response is "Oh, who cares about lyrics of rock songs." Well, Lennon usually did.