It’s my opinion that they made middle-of-the-road pedestrian whiteboy semi-soul an acceptable alternative to the real rock and R&B going on in the early and mid-60s – a time when there was no need for “Love Me Do”s or “I Wanna Hold Your Hand”s. But that’s me. I’m obviously an idiot.

Still, I have a big heart and I can see some of the good that came from this sacrifice in the evolution of rock and roll.

From the money and influence that George Harrison accumulated by playing his pop music, he was able to influence the world of Film in a way that most people don’t talk about.

His Handmade Films production company made possible some of the finest alternative and creative movies ever to grace the silver screen: Time Bandits, Life of Brian, How to Get Ahead in Advertising, Mona Lisa, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels… (I am respectfully ignoring “Shanghi Surprise”).

Musically, I understand that he was the driving force behind the Travelling Wilburys, the band that gave Roy Orbison his much-deserved comeback swan song, and that alone is reason to tip the hat to a guy who apparently wasn’t so bad after all.