Ringo Starr, Beatles drummer (do I really need to tell you that?), has been awarded a knighthood for services to music and charity work.
I love this man beyond measure – all his bandmates too. Such a part of my youthful landscape. And beyond. I’ve followed them all through the years, and their solo efforts.
When the film a Hard Days Night was first released I was 11, my cousins in their mid-teens. They were soooooo sophisticated, and wore make up and everything. We were visiting them and my father dropped us off at the local cinema to see the film. So exciting when the four Beatles were running from the hordes of girls in the opening scene. The girls on screen were screaming — and so were the girls in the audience! I’ll never forget it.
Sir Paul received his Knighthood awhile back. Not sure why Ringo had to wait – but now he has his. I’m just sorry that John and George will not be so honored; because of rules defined from probably King Arthur’s time, you have to be living to accept it.
Sir Ringo. Sir Richard. He’s 110% cool. And by all accounts, modest, low key and is-what-he-is. And he’s been sober for over 30 years. That’s a huge accomplishment. Along with his wife Barbara Bach – both sober for over 30 years! And by both their accounts, very, very happy together.
Ringo’s admitted that he spent two decades after the Beatles being lost in a haze of alcohol. In an interview with People magazine he said “It got progressively worse, and the blackouts got worse, and I didn’t know where I’d been, what I’d done. I knew I had the problem for years. But it plays tricks with your head. Very cunning and baffling is alcohol. Barbara fell into a trap because of me. She was an actress who used to go to bed at 10 at night and get up at 8 in the morning. Till we met. Then her career went the same way as mine.”
I’ve read in other places that he had a sixteen bottles of wine a day habit! Plus ‘piles of coke’. I love reading people’s sobriety journeys – and get inspired when they’re successful. And feel despair when it’s a spiral downwards to rock bottom, such as the entertaining, yet heartbreaking, autobiography by Errol Flynn – My Wicked Wicked Ways. Alcohol killed that gorgeous cheeky free spirit.
Perhaps part of this interest in celebrity journeys is to compare how bad they were at their worst to my wine consumption at its worst. I can say I was never been so bad as Ringo or Errol. I mean at my worst it was two bottles of wine a day. Every single day. Who am I kidding? In reality that is also an astounding amount, and so not healthy.
But those that succeed in beating the addiction always write of how much better they feel, how much more creative they are – and how much younger they look. In that same article in the Mail, it was noted “Ringo looked younger than his son Jason, who is 48.”
Ringo also told the Mail that the real secret of his youthful glow is his happy marriage to Barbara Bach.
Awwww.. I love this guy. And I love to see a beautiful success story and happy relationship.
I want all of that. Yes I do. I want to be a happy, glowing 74 year old, in a wonderful relationship. But first, I need to get a glow started.
And I have. It’s Day 8! Hey….. Just realized it’s “8 Days A Week” of no vino!! LOL