Wednesday, September 25, 2013

From the Nation that Gave us the Enlightenment

Ringo is the Best Beatle.

I am the only one who thinks so, but he clearly is.

Why, then, is he only honored by a nation that worships Jerry Lewis?

From BBC America ...


Popular Artist Ringo Starr Receives French Medal of Honor

Ringo Starr and Barbara Bach in front of one of Ringo's paintings (AP Images)
Ringo Starr and Barbara Bach in front of one of Ringo’s paintings (AP Images)
It must be insane being Ringo Starr. Your chief contribution to the world is often derided and overlooked by people who wouldn’t know a paradiddle from a paralegal, and yet it has brought you fame and riches and acclaim beyond any musician’s frame of possibility, even now.
You used to be in a band with three of the most talented songwriters the pop and rock genre has ever produced, and yet one of your chief memories of their blazing creative incandescence is that you learned to play chess while they were making “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” because of all the waiting around.
You like to drum, and tour, and sometimes people give you awards, and that’s always nice. But as you attend a gallery in Monaco, showing off two of your paintings in an exhibition of artwork by people who are not famous for their artwork, you are awarded the prestigious Commandeur de l’ordre des Arts et Lettres medal by the French ambassador Hugues Moret – an honor you share with David Bowie and Sean Connery.
Then the news organisations of the world confuse the two situations and claim that the French are giving you an award just for the artwork. Which, having seen the artwork, is unlikely at best.
You tell reporters: “I’m a drummer, but I can do other things. Like painting, living, breathing,” and then you flick the peace sign.
Ringo Star and his medal
And then, to add astonishment to insanity, you spot that there’s an actual yellow submarine outside the gallery – just like in the song “Yellow Submarine” that your friend Paul once wrote for you – and being a game fellow, with a lovely new medal, you go and stand in front of it.
And that’s just a Tuesday to you. Saturday is when the really odd stuff happens.

1 comment:

gooley said...

The theory I've heard from a Québécois is that the Frenchman who did the voice for Lewis in the French-language dubs of his movies did brilliant ad-lib jokes -- which most French people gave Lewis credit for. So a genius of a voiceover actor is being stripped of the honors due him.