This is a case where someone found a 20 second fragment that Paul McCartney played on a piano in the recording studio at Abbey Road on January 14, 1969, and from this fragment -- which this fellow put on continuous loop -- he helped create this lovely little song. It's wonderful that a mere twenty seconds of off-hand beauty can have over a fifty-year shelf life, then find a new incarnation as the wonderful rendition we have here.
There's something else that strikes me about the melody in this little piece. Paul at this time was living in London with Linda Eastman, whom he would marry in a few short months. The lilting innocence of this tune sounds very much like the music Paul would create as he and Linda raised a family in Scotland over the next decade or two. There's a feeling of romance here -- of having finally found love -- and a lightness that hadn't really existed in Paul's music to this point but did ever after. This song is a pastoral. I can only think of this little song as the first evidence of Paul and Linda's love, and of the life they would build together over the next thirty years.
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