Monday, 5 June 2017

Peering behind the Temple Doors

Whilst watching a fascinating Beatles documentary this Saturday, (Sgt. Pepper's Musical Revolution: BBC2, 03/06/17) I was treated to perhaps the clearest image yet of our old friend from the RAOB, or Legionnaire from the order of the Buffaloes to give him his correct Sgt. Pepper title.

1197 - the number of the beast?
The image appears to be from a behind-the-scenes look at the Sgt. Pepper photo shoot - but is not an image I have seen before.

Traditionally we are used to seeing this mysterious dude popping up from behind the (Shirley) Temple (Diana) Do(o)rs. 

His appearance is somewhat of a mystery and may be a tribute to John Lennon's Uncle Charlie who was apparently a member.

However, the mystery man may also be displaying a masonic apron and the latest picture reveals that his fez displays the number 1197. I am not aware of an RAOB Lodge No: 1197, but there is a Masonic Lodge, Nyanza Lodge No 1197, based in Somerset. Could this be relevant?

Alternatively, the mirrored drum-skin bears the legend 1 ONE IX HE DIE (1 1 9 He Die) clue. Could this be connected?

Ultimately, I know not what this all means. But, I saw it, grabbed a screenshot of it, and now I hope someone may be able to provide a coherent answer.

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

Dead men tell no tales

Is it a coincidence or simple synchronicity that Paul McCartney’s appearance as a pirate in the forthcoming Pirates of the Caribbean movie should be slated for release in the UK on the self-same day that Apple Corps release the 50th anniversary edition of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band?

Possibly not, methinks, as I believe that there has always been a hidden buccaneer element to all things Pepper.

McCartney, according to IMDB, appears as Jail Guard 2 and adorns a promotional poster in full privateer pomp with a hand of cards held conspiratorially close to his chest. The Dead Man’s Hand one assumes as, as the poster says, Dead Men Tell No Tales.

Billy Bones?

Could this be confirmation that on this propitious date the truth about Sgt. Pepper and its attendant ‘Treasure Island’ coded clues will be revealed?

Possibly, is the best and only truthful answer I can supply, however, it does provide a very neat excuse for me to promote me old tome, The Sgt. Pepper Code, once again, especially as it has been revised in anticipation of the album’s fiftieth anniversary. 

Thursday, 19 January 2017

Upcoming Pepper Movie

It Was Fifty Years Ago Today…Sgt Pepper And Beyond, is a forthcoming documentary movie to mark the fiftieth anniversary of the release of Sgt. Pepper.

According to the blurb it will '...will journey through various solo projects to the release of Strawberry Fields Forever/Penny Lane, touching on flower power, John Lennon meeting Yoko Ono, LSD, meditation, Jimi Hendrix, the death of Brian Epstein, Abbey Road Studios and the Magical Mystery Tour.'

It sounds fascinating and, hopefully, may get to the truth of exactly what date John met Yoko at the Indica Gallery and why it was so important that it coincided with a time when the 'avant-garde Beatle', Paul McCartney, was conveniently out of the country. We can but hope!

More details here

Wednesday, 7 December 2016

Too Hip to Blip or a tale of two faces

I have long been wary about getting drawn into the debate about facial comparisons concerning the erstwhile Sir Paul McCartney, largely because there are so many variables to be factored in that it becomes impossible to ever achieve a definitive conclusion.

However, I have decided to dip my toes into these crocodile infested waters to bring you the results of a wee little experiment of mine.

Yesterday, whilst returning home from the drudgery that passes as gainful employment I read about a new development from the app-developers Blippar. Blippar, for the uniniated, is an augmented reality business (their words not mine) that has just launched a facial recognition tool.

So armed with my trusty iPhone and studiously ignoring the some what creepier aspects of this vast technological development I pondered how well it would recognise various images of our hero both pre and post-mortem, as it were.

As a useful guide, the ticks indicate a successful recognition whilst the crosses indicates a fail.

Curiously, it identified both James Paul and Faul (if you believe such labels) and even one of the bizarre hybrid portmanteau's of both as being Paul McCartney, whilst failing to do so with a number of others.

My conclusions, therefore: Facial comparisions are total bollocks and cannot be trusted and, whilst I accept this is far from scientific, are a complete and utter waste of time. However, if you are so minded to put store into such matters then our augmented reality friends may have just armed us with a very useful tool. As such I urge you to go and point your cameras at various images of the man(s) himself and see what you can reveal, after all, who knows what may be hiding in plain sight.

Wednesday, 30 November 2016

Who is this now?

Just a short post to recommend an excellent new movie on YouTube entitled 'Who Is This Now?'.

The movie is described by its maker thusly; 'Did Paul McCartney really die in a car crash on the night of Sept 11, 1966, or was it all just an elaborate hoax? A young man examines the clues in the albums, photos, and interviews to try and find an answer.'

It is a thorough examination of the entire Paul is Dead phenomena and a voyage of discovery for the protagonist - the film-maker Mitch Fillion - as he journeys through the myriad clues and myths that populate the post-truth utopia of the planet PID.

It is well worth a watch. 

Thursday, 17 November 2016

Strange times

My attention was piqued very recently by show on Channel 4 (UK) entitled Kids on the Edge: The Gender Clinic. The show dealt with the large number of children being referred for treatment for an issue with Gender Identity.

What really caught my attention though was the destination of these referrals – namely the Tavistock and Portland NHS Trust, aka the state funded arm of the Tavistock Institute - and the vast increase in the numbers of these referrals; up from a mere 40 in 2006 to a staggering 1,400 currently.

So just what is behind this 35x rise? Could it be a reflection of the more enlightened age in which we live whereby people are less afraid of any stigma or associated negativity? That would be nice, but I suspect not.

If we factor in the Tavistock and Portman’s ‘Lifespan’ clinic for people who have been diagnosed with having an autism spectrum condition – another facet of life that has seen a huge recent increase in diagnoses – then I begin to suspect that these patients are guinea pigs that are being monitored for Tavistock created disorders and to assess how living with these conditions are changing the subjects brain functions.

Quite how these conditions are initially manifested is open to debate; perhaps something in the water, or the milk, or food additives or infant inoculations; who knows? But that there seems to be little debate about what is causing this explosion in cases is beyond doubt.

Perhaps it is just a symptom of the modern world and a move toward a more fluid appraisal of gender stereotypes and that we should just accept it as such without questioning its genesis?

Perhaps this strange malaise may also go some way to explaining recent political upheavals? Whilst Brexit was a clear kick-in-the-balls to the political classes (albeit one with worryingly xenophobic tendencies) the anointing of President-elect Trump is harder at first to understand. The elevation of the ├╝ber Capitalist to the role of protector-of-the-working-classes seems alarmingly counter intuitive; it is like summoning Lex Luthor to protect us from Superman. Still in this world of post-truth it matters not so long as old Lex tells us what we want to hear. I have no axe to grind on this subject and I can, to an extent, understand his allure as an outsider and straight-talker. I predict, however, that the rich will still get richer.

Amidst these strange times I am reminded of this quote from Aldous Huxley to a conference of Tavistockians back in the day:

“There will be, in the next generation or so, a pharmacological method of making people love their servitude, and producing dictatorship without tears, so to speak, producing a kind of painless concentration camp for entire societies, so that people will in fact have their liberties taken away from them, but will rather enjoy it, because they will be distracted from any desire to rebel by propaganda or brainwashing, or brainwashing enhanced by pharmacological methods. And this seems to be the final revolution.”

Aldous – a leading member of the Pepperati – was, lest we forget, a major proponent of the one-world-government school of mass-population-control and his words do seem alarmingly prophetic. Indeed, if old Nostradamus had written one of his famously opaque quatrain’s with a fraction of Huxley’s accuracy then Facebook’s algorithms’ would have had to have been sedated and carted off to the asylum. Except the asylum would have been run by Tavistock and would have greeted the algorithm with the words “Ah, Mr Bond, we've been expecting you.”

Pepper era Tavistockian Aldous Huxley
So it appears Tavistock have moved on from their flower-power aims of inducing a global cultural revolution by turning people on to LSD to creating genetic disorders; presumably with the end-game of creating a new, improved, but yet more pliable, human-being.

Which begs the question: Were the pantheon of ‘people we admire’ on the Pepper cover really the Beatles’ heroes or a warning from the past about our future?

Friday, 16 September 2016

Sgt Pepper Code 2016

As we march ever onward toward next year's fiftieth anniversary of Sgt Peppers Lonely Heart's Club Band, I thought it appropriate to produce a rewritten version of The Sgt Pepper Code to celebrate this milestone.

Happy as I was with my original effort, I was never truly satisfied that it had cracked the said code.

I feel now that I have been able to right that wrong.

The Sgt Pepper Code had to be both elegant and simple in its solution, after all, whoever devised it - an ongoing mystery - had very little time in which to incorporate, and assemble, all the elements. I feel my solution is both simple and elegant.

I doubt it was envisaged that it should take fifty years for the code to be cracked, but that it has, is, I feel, strangely appropriate.

The book has been entirely rewritten, however, for those of you who are familiar with my work and do not wish to waste their lives re-reading I have summarised my solution by publishing the final, and entirely, new last chapter HERE.

I have provided a range of sharing options and reading platforms, however, please bear in mind that the hyperlinks sadly don't work in the e-book embeds, so, the PDF can be accessed HERE.

I appreciate entirely the futility of trying to convince people that their beliefs may be wrong and, as such, I have no intention, of trying. I simply say enjoy.