Michael Gerber
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According to commenter @HologramSam and Rolling Stone: Continuing the unbroken string of 58 straight Christmases with more Beatle-crap to buy, it’s just been announced that Paul’s dropping a new book this November. Called, Paul McCartney: The Lyrics, it’s meant to stand in for an autobiography (which I think we already got with Many Years From Now). Sez Paul,

“More often than I can count, I’ve been asked if I would write an autobiography, but the time has never been right. The one thing I’ve always managed to do, whether at home or on the road, is to write new songs,” McCartney said in a statement. “I know that some people, when they get to a certain age, like to go to a diary to recall day-to-day events from the past, but I have no such notebooks. What I do have are my songs, hundreds of them, which I’ve learned serve much the same purpose. And these songs span my entire life.”

Two volumes, 960 pages. I’m gettin’ it.

Here’s the promo video. When I was watching it, I found myself thinking: I know he’s a stranger, but I truly cherish this dude Paul McCartney. I’m glad he’s having a long, productive life—I wish him every good thing—and can’t really imagine my life without him and his buddies in it.