"Readers of Boys' Life ancient history cartoons will doubtless recall the story
of the king who directed his wise men to discover one true statement. After
some 30 years of premise-testing, the wise men returned with his answer: 'All
things must pass.' In the title song of his new, three-record album, George
Harrison has come up with a novel interpretation of this truth -- novel, at
least, for George in that it is basically optimistic. 'No, it's not always
going to be this grey,' George sings. 'All things must pass' In other words,
things are reassuringly cyclical; the inevitable pain of life must inevitably
go away."
-- Timothy Crouse
Boston After Dark
December 8, 1970
In the early afternoon of November 29, 2001, George Harrison saw the
inevitable pain of his own life, a years-long battle with cancer, go away. As an
adherent of Eastern religion and a believer in reincarnation, Harrison did not
fear death. He'd been ready for some time, and so had many of his fans. But for
those of us who aren't as in tune with the ebb and flow of the cosmos as he was, the loss
is a still a blow. Yes, he was "the quiet one." But George was as central to
the grandeur and timeless influence of the Beatles as the rest of his band mates.
I once heard someone say that not liking the Beatles is as perverse as not
liking the sun. True enough. Indeed, the sun has an odd way of making itself
visible where the band is concerned: "I'll Follow the Sun." "Good Day
Sunshine." "Sun King." George's own "Here Comes the Sun." In 1994, Stephanie
Zacharek wrote in the Phoenix that "Trying to deal with the Beatles'
songs head-on is like staring into the sun. There's no looking directly at
them, and as much as you may feel they're a part of your personal past, your
own private history written in rock and roll, they're not really yours to
keep."
Today, the sun seems a little dimmer.
When the first issue of the Phoenix's precursor, Boston After
Dark hit the streets in March of 1966, the "Nowhere Man"/"What Goes On"
single was in the charts, and John had just uttered his infamous "more popular
than Jesus" quip. That was a long time ago. We've been covering the Fab Four
ever since. Here are some of George Harrison's Phoenix moments.
May 12, 1970
With only a "a tape (with one cut missing) supplied to us through the courtesy
of WRKO" to go by, music writer Craig Stinson penned an advance review of the
Beatles posthumous Let It Be (recorded over a year before), in which he
guessed at the title of Harrison's "I Me Mine" and makes a passing, anonymous
mention of his bluesy shuffle "For you Blue." (Apparently, the cassette wasn't
labeled.)
"The fourth song ('Ah Mi Ma'?), with its chromatically descending bass line,
would affect me as a bit oversentimental, were it not for a couple of
interruptions of genuine rock (heavy beat, traditional rock chord changes). The
song is still a trifle cloying, somewhat in the manner of 'junk' on
McCartney's new solo album. . . ."
"The last two numbers [include] a plain straight-forward love song with a
solid rock backup ('Because you're sweet and lovely, girl, I love you more than
ever. . .')."
December 8, 1970
Finally free from being forced to compete with Lennon and McCartney, Harrison
relished the chance to show his stuff on a solo album and wasted no time in
recording one (a big one) with the help of friends like Ringo and Eric
Clapton. Timothy Crouse reviewed the triple-LP All Things Must Pass, and
noticed a palpable optimism to George's writing.
"Most of the new record has the uplifting quality of 'Here Comes the Sun.' The
general tone of the songs is relaxed and open; George has dropped his guard
against the omnipresent dangers of living. The record begins with the
Harrison-Dylan collaboration, 'I'd Have You Anytime." The lyrics show an
eagerness to be immersed in life 'Let me know you; Let me show you/Let me roll
it on you.' . . .
"Like Dylan's, George's earlier songs were brilliant but slightly inhuman. The
songs are personal now, and the melodies have become warm and lush. . . .
"If al these songs share one thing in common, it is an element of mystery.
Beyond saying that some of the songs have the gentle, floating feeling that
It's A Beautiful Day evoke so well, I cannot really describe it. The mysterious
feeling of this album cannot be measured, but it separates All things Must
Pass from most of the other music that has issued forth this year. Without
understanding it intellectually, one instinctively feels the sense of George's
mysticism, of his acceptance of life, of his faith."
January 25, 1972
Before LiveAid, there was the Concert for Bangla Desh. But while music writer
Ben Gerson admired Harrison's magnanimity in corralling his old cronies --
Dylan, Clapton, Ringo -- to play for the benefit of a starving nation, he
thought the music suffered.
"George, in particular strikes me as an extremely admirable, sincere
human being, and he, at Ravi Shankar's behest, was responsible for pricking the
consciences of musicians, fans and ultimately the nation, and raising millions
of dollars for Bangla Desh. Yet, because the concert was so successful as a
philanthropic venture, there seems to be an unwillingness for people to deal
with it sociologically or artistically. . . .
"Bangla Desh in its spirit strikes me as a profoundly anti-rock
occasion -- too much holy reverence, not enough libidinal abandon. A bunch of
near-mythic performers are wheeled out to perform for probably the first time
in years, and the audience is more amazed by their sheer palpable existence,
their mortality, than by the music they play, the music that made them demigods
in the first place."
June 12, 1973
Ben Gerson reviewed Harrison's somewhat sanctimonious Living in the
Material World.
"Now that George has proved to all the world that he's a mensch (All
Things Must Pass) and a philanthropist (Concert for Bangla Desh), on
Living in the Material World (Apple SMAS 3410) he's back to
self-effacement. Not that All Things Must Pass sharply delineated George
Harrison, musician and citizen, but at least the canvas on which the heavens
were painted was vast; likewise, Bangla Desh, where George's presence
was more moral than physical. Obviously, the yearning towards egolessness is a
hallmark of Eastern religion, but in George's case, that very self-effacement
he pursues spiritually is his prime characteristic, and deficiency, as an
artist and public figure. Yet a strange mechanism is at work: by dwelling upon
religion in his music, he presents us with something with which to identify
him. Ironically, without religion to associate him with in our minds, George
would be a far reedier figure than he is.
"Of course, amid all the self-scrutiny and admonition on Living in the
Material World we see not so much the beaming, radiant disciple as the
proudly imperfect Calvinist. When George in the past would occasionally step
out from behind his role as ultimate sideman, we'd see a crabbed, sarcastic,
materialistic, unsociable fellow. Minor as these tendencies were against his
prevailing invisibility, they were what made him concrete. Now George is doing
penance for those traits, and all we see in their place is a monolithic piety."
December 17, 1974
In a piece entitled "Harried Krishna," Peter Herbst reported from the Boston
Garden, where he witnessed Harrison holding his own (kind of) against a drunken
and unruly audience.
"Harrison was [poorly] equipped to overcome the Garden's ravenous, revening
hordes. He was a man of God, of Krishna, as he put it in Rolling Stone.
'I'm just a dog and I'm led around by me collar by Krishna. . . .I'm just a
groveling lumberjack lucky to be a grain of dirt in creation.' That statement,
in addition to chancing the wrath of the ASPCA, is full of precisely the kind
of humility rock stars cannot afford. A humble man can't command the attention
of a sprawling mass, most of whom can't see him too well and most of whom can
hardly hear him at all. . . .
"Harrison was in a mood to fight, though, by the time he got to the Garden.
He'd been in too many sodden auditoriums, played too many disrespectful crowds,
and he wanted to say his piece. 'You don't find Lord Krishna in a bottle,' he
told his listeners. And when he put in a plug before intermission for a concert
program that would benefit the Appalachian poor, he rasped 'Poverty, y'all.
Think about it.' He said he was glad there were mikes on stage because there
was so much noise going on offstage, and when he introduced a piece done by
Ravi Shankar's orchestra, he prefaced it with 'For all you hecklers up there,
this is called "Dispute and Violence."'"
May 1, 1979
Tom Carson gave a listen to Harrison's self-titled solo album, and found that,
if it wasn't quite as bad as 1974's Dark Horse (generally considered his
career nadir), it was definitely lacking.
"The only real lesson to be learned from George Harrison's new album is that
Beatles and Enlightened Ones alike lead lives so hopelessly elevated that not
much interesting is ever allowed to happen to them. George Harrison, as
its title suggests, is an attempt to dismantle the off-putting, didactic
persona of most of George's solo work in favor of a more intimate and
uncluttered approach -- which is to say that it means to be more commercial. .
. .
"Only a superstar of George's caliber could treat material this trivial and
empty with the smug self-importance that comes across here. Almost none of
these songs is about anything: they're just little collections of
luke-warm platitudes, tidily packaged like Lipton tea bags, about love being a
good thing and faith as the answer to all problems."
December 4, 1987
Unfortunately, even by the mid-'80s, George's work hadn't much improved in the
eyes of critics. The Phoenix's Jimmy Guterman sharpened his knives for
Harrison's new one, Cloud Nine.
"Capitol's release of the Beatles' catalogue on compact disc this year should
make this an ideal time for George Harrison to release his first album since
1982's pathologically laid-back Gone Troppo. Yet it's the same old
story/problem: he can't stand on his own. His compression of Chuck Berry and
Scotty Moore stylings, and later his equally earnest distillations of Ravi
Shankar's sitar fundamentals, helped fill out the Beatles' dance card. Yet he
was only a passable singer (dry-voiced, arthritic with rhythms), and he wrote
few top-rank songs. Harrison's solo career has been a series of relaxed
meditations on spirituality, with the occasional respite for a picturesque
single. Even his ostensible high-water mark, the triple LP All Things Must
Pass (1970) is bloated with aimless jams and arduous offerings to a deity
so inoffensively vague it's offensive. His new Cloud 9 (Dark Horse) is
being touted as his best since All Things Must Pass, but what kind of
achievement is that?
"Harrison stares out from the cover of Cloud 9 with a pearly-toothed
rictus and mirrored sunglasses, to clue you in that this album isn't a somber
meditation -- George wants to have fun. Too bad it's mindless fun. When the
first two lines of a record are 'Have my love/It fits like a glove,' you know
you're in for frivolity."
July 15, 1994
Looking back over Harrison's majestic career with his fellow Liverpuddlians,
Stephanie Zacharek remembered the bittersweet end -- and reminded us why we
listened in the first place.
"It only makes sense that the Beatles -- almost closer than brothers through
much of their career together, though bitterly divided at the end -- would
write one of the best, most grown-up break-up songs in rock and roll. 'Two of
Us' (from Let it Be, released in 1970, after the band's demise) is more
about relief than rancor and regret. 'Two of us wearing raincoats, standing
solo in the sun/You and me chasing paper, getting nowhere, on our way back
home' -- as if the whole ride had been nothing more than a field trip. . . .The
Lennon and McCartney harmonies are there again, leaning -- and pulling --
against each other. Ringo's drumming has the easy feel of spontaneous tapping
on a coffee can. Even George Harrison, the serious minded one, seems to have
let his guitar out for a frolic. 'You and I have memories, longer than the road
that stretches out ahead.' Paul, naturally, sings the corny part, but it's
true, not just for the Beatles as a group, but for everyone, of any age, who
had come so far with them and now had to stand back and watch them fall apart."