Recently, I was talking with a young music fan and we were discussing that band - Those Guys - that John, Paul, George and Ringo were once in. We fell into the usual debate about who was the true leader of the band, Paul or John; knowing that others were overhearing our conversation. Finally, it was time for this discussion to close and my young friend walked over and leaned in right next to my ear. He then said in a near whisper, "But I have to tell you that George has always been my favorite Beatle."
I think this sense of having George as one's "secret" favorite - as funny as this may sound - is why a lot of us felt close to him. George was not going to ever be considered the leader of the band, being quiet, having only a song allocated to him on each album, and in the film Let It Be showing that he could lash out at being ordered to do things by Paul. And this is what made his breakout album - after THAT band had broken up - so special, so monumental, so mind blowing. Wow, this guy had talent... Not a boisterous talent, but a quiet and respectful talent.
George waited his turn, like an actor's understudy or a second-string quarterback. We're so lucky that he had the chance, at last, to display his gifts, his talents, his skills... We were so unlucky because he left us so soon, far, far too early. Now he plays lead guitar in the All-Heaven band, a bigger band than even... well, you know...
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