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It wasn’t far

A widow from Hastings panicked when she found Paul McCartney’s bass in her attic last week. It had been stolen in 1972, after the breakup, and was the subject of an intense search in recent years.

The article isn’t strong on specifics. At some point, it was sold to a landlord and somehow made its way into the collection of her late husband, a guitar collector. You have to think he must have suspected what it was.

She was in the process of cataloguing the collection with an eye to selling it to fund her kids’ college. It’s back with McCartney now and they don’t say if money changed hands but I doubt he’d stiff a poor widder-lady, even if it was stolen property.

I gather Hofners are not particularly good instruments, but he played it on their first two albums and a bunch of hits. He’s holding backwards in the picture because he’s a lefty, if you recall.

Funny thing is, he lives in Peasmarsh – about ten miles from Hastings.


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: February 26, 2024, 10:36 pm

I gather Hofners are not particularly good instruments

It looks to me that whoever chose that shape for the body either wasn’t a guitar player or simply didn’t care that he did it wrong. The curve where the body meets the neck is a sort of ANTI-cutaway making it harder than necessary to reach high notes.

And if he did it for aesthetic reasons, he had a bad eye. That guitar is pretty damned ugly.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: February 27, 2024, 2:07 pm

Whoever stole it originally was probably just trying to save the world from another silly love song. A failed effort, but a worthy one.

When Paul’s saccharine silliness was countered with Lennon’s acidity, I liked the Beatles. Paul as a solo act? Well, I did like the album “Ram” but after that…meh.

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