“In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount.”—Haruki Murakami - After Dark (via murakamistuff)
“When I was in the bar, the pianist would often strike up that ballad, knowing it was a favorite of mine. It wasn’t one of Ellington’s best-known tunes, and I had no particular memories associated with it; just happened to hear it once and it struck some chord within me.” — South of the Border, West of the Sun, Haruki Murakami
Written: Lennon/McCartney Length: 2:07 UK release:Revolver album, August 5, 1966 US release:Revolver album, August 8, 1966
As was the case with many of Paul’s songs, the melody and the first words of ‘Eleanor Rigby’ came to him as he sat playing his piano. By asking himself what type of person would be picking up rice in a church where a wedding has been, he was eventually led to his protagonist. She was originally going to be named Miss Daisy Hawkins as this fitted the rhythm.
Paul started by imagining Daisy as a young girl but soon realized that anyone who cleaned churches after weddings was likely to be older. If she was older, she might be a spinster and the church cleaning became a metaphor of her missed opportunities for marriage. He then based her on what he remembered of old people he’d known when he was running errands as a Boy Scout in Liverpool. “I couldn’t think of any more so I put it away,” he remarked.
Paul continued to mull over the song but wasn’t comfortable with the name of Miss Daisy Hawkins. It didn’t sound ‘real’ enough. Sixties folksinger Donovan remembered Paul playing him a version of the song where the protagonist was called Ola Na Tungee. “The words hadn’t yet come out right for him,” says Donovan.
An artist does not need permission nor a license to be one. Not even a qualification. As a New York Times article put it,” ..Their job description, if they have one, is to operate outside accepted limits.”
So what do artists really ‘do”? If you ask me, it’s any or all of these things.
“Many readers assume that I enjoy writing such sexual scenes, but that’s not true at all. When I’m writing such a scene, I’m so embarrassed and ashamed that I don’t know what to do with myself. But each time, I say to myself: Haruki, this is your duty! You must not stop!”—Haruki Murakami (via murakamistuff)