For The Love Of George

I've been listening to George Harrison a bit this week. Ok, more than a bit. There was a time when George was one of the only artists that would spin in my CD player. He was my musical God and I loved him with all my heart.

Over the years that loved changed and diminished at times, but all it took to remind me of that love was to really listen again.

It also only took listening to make me so sad that George is no longer with us, that all that musical brilliance is gone and all we have left are the few solo albums he did after the demise of the Beatles and the 2 Wilburys CDs that he didn't figure too prominently on.

Oh and we do have pictures