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No one expressed the heart and soul of the Sixties as powerfully as the Beatles did through the words, images, and rhythms of their music. In Magic Circles Devin McKinney uncovers the secret history of a generation and a pivotal moment in twentieth-century culture. He reveals how the Beatles enacted the dream life of their time and shows how they embodied a kaleidoscope of desire and anguish for all who listened--hippies or reactionaries, teenage fans or harried parents, Bob Dylan or Charles Manson. The reader who dares to re-enter the vortex that was the Sixties will appreciate, perhaps for the first time, much of what lay beneath the social trauma of the day. Delving into concerts and interviews, films and music, outtakes and bootlegs, Devin McKinney brings to bear the insights of history, aesthetics, sociology, psychology, and mythology to account for the depth and resonance of the Beatles' impact. His book is also a uniquely multifaceted appreciation of the group's artistic achievement, exploring their music as both timeless expression and visceral response to their historical moment. Starting in the cellars of Liverpool and Hamburg, and continuing through the triumph of Beatlemania, the groundbreaking studio albums, and the last brutal, sorrowful thrust of the White Album, Magic Circles captures both the dream and the reality of four extraordinary musicians and their substance as artists. At once an entrancing narrative and an analytical montage, the book follows the drama, comedy, mystery, irony, and curious off-ramps of investigation and inquiry that contributed to one of the most amazing odysseys in pop culture.… (meer)
This is an unusual (perhaps unique) book about the Beatles, in that it does not go for your typical biographical approach but weaves a narrative of the group as a pseudo-sociological meta-phenomenon in the 1960s. If that sounds complicated, then you are beginning to get the measure of this book.
It is an approach that does few favours for the book's readability and McKinney's pseudo-academic musings can appear pretentious at times, forcing even the most devout of Beatlemaniacs (such as myself) to exclaim it was just a pop group!" Certainly, the Sixties are too complex to fit into a narrative of a single rock band, no matter how seminal, and McKinney is wrong to attempt to do so. However, when his arguments do begin to take shape (usually after pages of indulgent exposition) they are illuminating. Due to the unique approach of the book, these arguments cannot be found in any other work on the Beatles and are therefore genuinely rewarding for a Beatles fan. For example, his deconstruction of the White Album, and 'Happiness is a Warm Gun' in particular, is expertly tied to the shattering of the Sixties 'peace and love' dreams in the violence of 1968. He also provides perhaps the best reason for why the Beatles' music sounded unlike any other band before or since, quoted thus:
"What happened isn't the same as an American artist performing for Americans in America, where rock and roll is taken for granted because this is where it comes from, and therefore it is already mine - I don't have to make it mine. A vital clue to the Beatles' essentially indefinable specialness is that they simply had to work harder. Foreigners playing a foreign music, they couldn't assume it as a national birthright, or absorb it in all its Americentric detail; and so, driven to somehow own it, they were forced to absorb it as pure feeling, then to relay it to their audience in the same form. For the Beatles a song had to be reduced to a vehicle for expression with all emotional meaning - the song’s power to connect in some deep way with whoever heard it - implied by the performance. Either it would rock, or it would do nothing at all." (pg. 38)
However, McKinney's good work is partially undermined by his final chapter, 'Fantasy Into Flesh', in which he eschews the relatively detached, observational critique of earlier chapters in order to express what the Beatles meant to him personally growing up. Most insultingly to the reader, and with a selfish narrow-mindedness, he relates how news of John Lennon's cold-blooded murder, "for all it robbed me of, enabled me to feel for the first time that I could approach the '60s on something like my own terms" (pg. 353). Almost evey sentence in this chapter seems to contain the words 'I' or 'me' which, when allied to the continued hints of pretentiousness, create a nauseating end to a rewarding book." ( )
McKinney deftly -- and fearlessly -- punctures holes (enough of them to fill the Albert Hall) in the bloated blimp of Celebrity, then digs through the pockets of the Crabalocker fishwives and pornographic priestesses that litter the crash site. There were no survivors -- except Paul, of course. Goo goo g'joob! ( )
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No one expressed the heart and soul of the Sixties as powerfully as the Beatles did through the words, images, and rhythms of their music. In Magic Circles Devin McKinney uncovers the secret history of a generation and a pivotal moment in twentieth-century culture. He reveals how the Beatles enacted the dream life of their time and shows how they embodied a kaleidoscope of desire and anguish for all who listened--hippies or reactionaries, teenage fans or harried parents, Bob Dylan or Charles Manson. The reader who dares to re-enter the vortex that was the Sixties will appreciate, perhaps for the first time, much of what lay beneath the social trauma of the day. Delving into concerts and interviews, films and music, outtakes and bootlegs, Devin McKinney brings to bear the insights of history, aesthetics, sociology, psychology, and mythology to account for the depth and resonance of the Beatles' impact. His book is also a uniquely multifaceted appreciation of the group's artistic achievement, exploring their music as both timeless expression and visceral response to their historical moment. Starting in the cellars of Liverpool and Hamburg, and continuing through the triumph of Beatlemania, the groundbreaking studio albums, and the last brutal, sorrowful thrust of the White Album, Magic Circles captures both the dream and the reality of four extraordinary musicians and their substance as artists. At once an entrancing narrative and an analytical montage, the book follows the drama, comedy, mystery, irony, and curious off-ramps of investigation and inquiry that contributed to one of the most amazing odysseys in pop culture.
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It is an approach that does few favours for the book's readability and McKinney's pseudo-academic musings can appear pretentious at times, forcing even the most devout of Beatlemaniacs (such as myself) to exclaim it was just a pop group!" Certainly, the Sixties are too complex to fit into a narrative of a single rock band, no matter how seminal, and McKinney is wrong to attempt to do so. However, when his arguments do begin to take shape (usually after pages of indulgent exposition) they are illuminating. Due to the unique approach of the book, these arguments cannot be found in any other work on the Beatles and are therefore genuinely rewarding for a Beatles fan. For example, his deconstruction of the White Album, and 'Happiness is a Warm Gun' in particular, is expertly tied to the shattering of the Sixties 'peace and love' dreams in the violence of 1968. He also provides perhaps the best reason for why the Beatles' music sounded unlike any other band before or since, quoted thus:
"What happened isn't the same as an American artist performing for Americans in America, where rock and roll is taken for granted because this is where it comes from, and therefore it is already mine - I don't have to make it mine. A vital clue to the Beatles' essentially indefinable specialness is that they simply had to work harder. Foreigners playing a foreign music, they couldn't assume it as a national birthright, or absorb it in all its Americentric detail; and so, driven to somehow own it, they were forced to absorb it as pure feeling, then to relay it to their audience in the same form. For the Beatles a song had to be reduced to a vehicle for expression with all emotional meaning - the song’s power to connect in some deep way with whoever heard it - implied by the performance. Either it would rock, or it would do nothing at all." (pg. 38)
However, McKinney's good work is partially undermined by his final chapter, 'Fantasy Into Flesh', in which he eschews the relatively detached, observational critique of earlier chapters in order to express what the Beatles meant to him personally growing up. Most insultingly to the reader, and with a selfish narrow-mindedness, he relates how news of John Lennon's cold-blooded murder, "for all it robbed me of, enabled me to feel for the first time that I could approach the '60s on something like my own terms" (pg. 353). Almost evey sentence in this chapter seems to contain the words 'I' or 'me' which, when allied to the continued hints of pretentiousness, create a nauseating end to a rewarding book." (