Fusion 45 on Paul McCartney

I didn’t realize until a few days ago that Paul McCartney (along with Orb wunderkind, Youth) has been recording electronica under a different name (or, as one music journo put it, “something other than Brand McCartney”).

I’ve downloaded Electric Arguments , recorded under the McCartney/Youth nom de plume, The Fireman, and I’m looking forward to listening to it. It’ll either horrify me or amuse me.

It can’t horrify (and amuse) me any more (or less) than my 6-year old daughter is at the moment, as she pretends to be my 12-year daughter by screaming down the hallway at anyone who will listen. Hormonal changes at 6-years old?

So, I’m blissing out in my headphones with my three favorite McCartney solo songs. Om….om…

Paul McCartney – Listen To What The Man Said – I played this song to death when my sister gave me Venus and Mars for my birthday, a few months after it came out in 1975. I love this version because it segues into Treat Her Gently/Lonely Old People, which is somehow more poignant today than it was when I sang along at age 13.

Paul McCartney – Band On The Run – My best friend in elementary school was a complete Beatles-head, being that his older sister wore a mop-top and smoked the same brand as Ringo. Come to think of it, she looked a little like Ringo. We played this one over and over, me playing drums on the pillows, him strumming a tennis racket guitar.

Paul McCartney – Take It Away – I heard this one again a few months ago while shopping for underwear at the local Fred Meyer. I appreciate any song that can work-in such a dynamic word as “impresario”. But, being that I lean on the poppy side of McCartney (as if there’s a non-poppy side), I find this one simply infectious. A guilty pleasure, I guess, but I like to sing along.