portrait of this blog's author - by Stephen Blackman 2008

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Tretchikoff - The PEOPLE'S PAINTER - Update

 UPDATE ON THE TRETCHIKOFF 'GREEN LADY' PAINTING



MESSY NESSY Vladimir Tretchikoff - The Green Lady article - Swappers blog

© Images Courtesy of The Tretchikoff Project (Pty) Ltd. The Tretchikoff Project. Miss Wong – The Model for the portrait was Valerie Wong.

© Images Courtesy of The Tretchikoff Project (Pty) Ltd. The Tretchikoff Project. A young Valery Howe (Wong), the model for Miss Wong


LAURA MARLING - Highlight 6 Music Festival - Hermetic Garage






Marling, Laura

01 Held Down
02 Daisy
03 What He Wrote
04 Fortune
05 Hope We Meet Again
06 The End Of The Affair
07 The Shadows
08 Wild Fire
09 Song For Our Daughter
10 Once


FLAC file so very high quality 


THE SHADOWS


Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Richard And Linda Thompson - Once Brave Henry - FLOPPY BOOT STOMP

 RICHARD & LINDA THOMPSON


Richard and Linda Thompson - Once Brave Henry 1972/3 - Floppy Boot Stomp

and also this from Floppy Boot Stomp and Brother Jobe again this evening  . . . . . a classic early live evening from the man and wife team at the early peak from the time of Henry The Human Fly and I Want To See The Bright Lights comes this . . . . a must from fans of either and both!

From the earliest days of Henry The Human Fly this collection is pretty rarified and perhaps an acquired taste but really worth having for avid Thompson collectors so a most welcome addition chez Swappers mansions! In the recent interview with Joe Boyd, Thompson was teased about his debut and its hokey place in the star's repertoire which didn't seem to go down very well but this contains classics like Dragging The River, psychedelic folk reels like Nobody's Wedding and 'Tunes'  but also classics from Thompsons back catalogue like The Great Valerio, The Poor Ditching Boy, Bright Lights, Little Beggar Girl and more.





John Peel Show - Dragging the River ( a personal favourite!!) 

A Little Night Music

Paul McCartney and Elvis Costello - The McCartney MacManus Collaboration - Voodoo Wagon

MACCA n ELVIS!

Brother Jobe on fire this evening (today?) here and both contributions to the sites we visit more regularly than anywhere else really worth having. 

Check in with Voodoo Wagon and Floppy Boot Stomp DAILY you know its worth it!!!






A curious project somehow from the boys in that finished songs rarely surfaced and with uncomfortable positioning as add ons and guest tracks or filler even and the entire sessions demos recorded in 1987 - 1996 and all never officially released but surfaced as a ROIO in 1998 

Enjoy, two geniuses at work!


Tretchikoff's Green Lady - MESSY NESSY

 


A kitsch classic the legendary unfinished portrait of Monika Pon Tretchikov's Green Lady beloved of cafe walls and those desirous of pretensions towards class with no apparent taste is due up for auction later next month

It has always fascinated me and is worthy of a second look. Pon is still alive and states she received no money and no fame from being the subject of a great faux classic and frankly why would she?! thee article below is of interest

The reason I posted about the 'masterpiece' was an article in Messy Messy blog and the fact it had come up for sale at auction and the fact that it had hit the common taste and indeed as Warhol had said ‘It has to be good. If it were bad, so many people wouldn’t like it.’ 

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The Master and his Muse who Outdid the Mona Lisa



  
JUNE 23, 2021
It’s a breezy day in 1950s Cape Town. Monika Pon-su-san is busy serving a customer in her uncle’s laundromat when a curly-haired, angel-faced stranger walks through the door. Vladimir Tretchikoff’s gaze is fixated on her – an exquisite young beauty with lustrous dark hair, full lips and a shy smile. He needs to paint her. She agrees to be picked up after work, he gives her his wife’s silk chiffon gown to put on, and the rest is (art) history.
A painting with unfathomable universal appeal, one that has sold more copies than any other – including the Mona Lisa – begins to take shape on Tretchikoff’s canvas. The Chinese Girl, commonly known as the ‘Green Lady’ comes to life in all her iridescent glowing glory, a blue-green patina-like sheen across her melancholic face, her hypnotic gaze diverted. She’s serene and mysterious and at the same time familiar and endearing. She’s a picture of contemplative, otherworldly spiritual beauty. It’s with the utmost difficulty that one manages to drag one’s own gaze away from the dazzling beauty on the canvas.
One of the most famous faces in the art world, Monika Pon-su-san went on to live a conventional life in Johannesburg and brought up her 5 children, working as a shipping clerk and dressmaker after her marriage fell apart. She later admitted she was mortified when she first saw the complete painting of Chinese Girl – she thought this apparition with its green face was something from a horror film. But when Monika finally decided buy a print for herself they were sold out, so Tretchikoff gave her one of his own. It hung in Monika’s lounge. Close to the end of her life, when one of her daughters told her the painting was sold for £1 million, she jumped up and down in bewilderment, never fully comprehending her role in this extraordinary success story. Monika died at the age of 86, on June 14th 2017 in Johannesburg.
Tretchikoff’s is not by any stretch of the imagination, what you’d call an ordinary life. In fact his story reads like the quintessential Ian Fleming spy thriller. It has its fair share of bombardment, narrow escapes, boat chases, solitary confinement, heartbreak and happy endings. It crisscrosses continents, it’s fraught with peril and challenge, its filled to the brim with passion and intrigue, fame and glory, disappointment, sadness and elation. And inextricably woven into the labyrinth of Tretchikoff’s life are the extraordinary women who crossed his path, each with their own journey and story to tell – his beautiful wife Natalie, his many inspiring muses, his daughter Mimi – the apple of his eye – and his four granddaughters.
Born in Petropavlovsk, Russia (now Kazakhstan) in 1913, the ‘King of Kitsch’ was one of 8 children in a happy family, but no thanks to the Russian Revolution, his idyllic family life was shattered and the family dispersed across the globe, never to be reunited again. At age 5, young Vladimir, already showing artistic promise, settled with some of his family in Northern China. In his mid-teens he received a commission that took him to Shanghai where he met his future wife Natalie, a comely 17-year Russian brunette.
Soon thereafter, the couple left for Singapore where he took a job at an advertising agency and on the eve of WWII, Tretchikoff joined the British Ministry of Information as a propagandist artist. War broke out, Japan bombed Singapore and evacuations began. He said his tearful goodbyes to Natalie and Mimi, not knowing if he’d ever see them again (only after the war, he’d find out they’d been shipped to faraway South Africa). In 1942, he boarded a small ill-fated boat heading into the open sea from Singapore. The armed vessel was heavily bombed and many drowned. Tretchikoff and the other survivors swung between life and death on sea for 19 days until they found land on the occupied coast of Java, where he was captured and placed in solitary confinement for three months. He was interrogated for three days, suspected of being a spy for the British and initially kept in isolation. But somehow art saved him. He managed to convince his captors that he was an artist and not a threat. Throughout the war years he painted prolifically and produced some of his best work.
Every Tretchikoff picture tells a story, and it is this intriguing quality that may well be part and parcel of the secret of Tretchikoff’s universal appeal. Who is she? Where does she come from? One can’t help but wonder if it is this psychoanalytical and escapist aspect of the paintings that so draws us to the subject matter. 
The fact that many of Tretchikoff’s muses possess an otherworldly beauty – half Eastern, half Western, half African, half European, almost independent of time, place and culture, mysterious and, yet accessible and familiar, makes for a heady and intoxicating cocktail in terms of subject matter. Not only did Tretchikoff have an uncanny eye for spotting the intangible quality of unusual allure, he also managed to capture and immortalize this magic so beautifully with each self-taught brushstroke.
It was during these years in Java that he met one of his muses and the other profound love of his life, Leonora Moltema, or ‘Lenka’, a striking Eurasian woman who worked as an accountant and who he met when she came to have her portrait painted.
In an interview before his death he said, closing his eyes, a gentle smile on his face, ‘I can still smell her perfume. She wore Shalimar. She always dressed like a Paris model and had coal-black eyes and shoulder length hair. She was stunning.’ (Yvonne du Toit, Tretchikoff, The People’s Painter: p.92). Tretchikoff soon asked her to model for him in the nude and she agreed after some initial hesitation. The famous painting Red Jacket featured Lenka’s own scarlet jacket. 
After the war, when he was reunited with his wife, he confessed his relationship with Lenka to Natalie and offered her a choice of any of his work. She chose Red Jacket, the nude study of Lenka and hung it above her dining room table. When the war ended and Tretchikoff learned that his wife and daughter were alive and well and evacuated to South Africa, Lenka decided that he should be reunited with his family. On August 13th, 1946 he arrived on Platform 13 (no. 13 was Tretchikoff’s lucky number) to be met by an elated Natalie and his daughter Mimi. He lived out the rest of his life in Cape Town. 
As for Lenka, she eventually settled in Holland, got married and when her husband died, ran their family business very successfully. In 1998 she made a trip to South Africa to see Tretchikoff after 35 years, stepping off the plane in a regal red suit, right into the arms of the waiting Tretchikoff. Lenka died on August 1st, 2013 at the ripe age of 99.
Today, Tretchikoff’s granddaughter Natasha Swift remembers a warm and gregarious, if sometimes a tad domineering man, who was more of a father figure to her than grandfather. He had a love of surprises and bestowing gifts on his grandchildren and went out of his way to celebrate family occasions in memorable style. She fondly recalls how he used to tie cards to pieces of string, making his grandchildren, panting with excitement, venture around the corner to look for their gifts. Tretchikoff died a wealthy and happy man in 2006, a year before his beloved wife Natalie passed away. 
Throughout his prolific artistic life Tretchikoff’s work and character have been mocked and scrutinised by avant-garde critics and art intellectuals across the globe as ‘kitsch’ or ‘garish’, but he steadfastly kept creating his brilliantly coloured, stylized pictures to cheer up a dull world. They appealed in equal measure to housewives in London, bank clerks in Hong Kong, company executives in New York, sheep farmers in Australia and township folk in South Africa. 

Despite being marginalised and mocked by the art establishment, Tretchikoff’s art had, and still has, immeasurable crowd appeal. He was the first artist to mass-produce and deliberately sell reproductions of his art to enable the masses to enjoy it too. His granddaughter Natasha Swift reckons part of the genius of Vladimir Tretchikoff was that he retained the copyright on his artworks after he had sold the originals. ‘Why should my art only be available to the wealthy? I want everyone to enjoy my art.’ He went out of his way to exhibit in accessible locations – shopping centers and banks, amongst others, treating his own work as a product and commodity – albeit a product that he loved dearly and wholeheartedly believed in. 

Tretchikoff’s work continues to challenge the puritanical and elitist snobbery of contemporary art. No wonder few other painters (except perhaps Picasso) made more money than Tretchikoff. While Renoir admittedly paid his rent with his canvases and Van Gogh despaired to the point of cutting off his ear, Tretchikoff thrived and was famous in his own lifetime.

The Chinese Girl painting sold millions of printed copies, appeared in films like Alfred Hitchcock’s ‘Frenzy’ and made cameo appearances in music videos like David Bowie’s “The Stars Are Out Tonight’ and The White Stripes’ ‘Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground’. In fact, art pundit Andy Warhol allegedly said, ‘It has to be good. If it were bad, so many people wouldn’t like it.’  According to Boris Gorelik who wrote extensively on Tretchikoff, ‘his prints became an in-thing, a respectable and yet affordable piece of sentimentalism with which to adorn a lower or middle-class home’ and took pride of place above innumerable mantelpieces across the world. The Chinese Girl painting itself made an intercontinental journey and came home after decades: it was sold to a woman buyer in Chicago in 1953, then sold at Bonhams in 2013 for close to a million pounds to the jeweller Laurence Graff. Today the painting is sitting at the entrance to the prestigious Delaire Graff wine estate outside Stellenbosch, South Africa, so close to the public in physical proximity one can literally touch it. 

The magic of a Tretchikoff painting is that it needs no signature, it’s instantly recognizable. It’s likely to evoke a lucid flashbulb memory moment as to exactly where and when you’ve first seen it, who you were with and how you were feeling at that particular moment. Or at the very least, like an iconic song it elicits a warm fuzzy feeling deep down in your core. Is that not the ultimate litmus test? 

As for his beloved bevy of muses, we suspect they’re busy working their magic in another time and place, no doubt winking mischievously as they exchange gossip about the cherub-faced man who adored them all.

With huge thanks to Ari Lazarus and Natasha Swift for their help, as well as to The Tretchikoff Foundation and Tretchikoff Project.

References: 1) Lamprecht, Andrew. Tretchikoff The People’s Painter. Jonathan Ball Publishers (Pty) Ltd, Jeppestown. 2011. 2) Timmins, Howard. Tretchikoff. George G Harrap & Co Ltd, 1969. 3)Tretchikoff, Vladimir and Hocking, Andrew. Pigeon’s Luck. W&J Mackay Ltd, Chatham. 1973.

Written by Cecile Paul


https://www.messynessychic.com/2021/06/23/the-master-and-his-muse-who-outdid-the-mona-lisa/

https://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2013/feb/09/green-lady-monika-pon




Monday, June 28, 2021

THE VELVET UNDERGROUND - OH! SWEET NUTHIN' - GUESS I'M DUMB

 

From Guess I'm Dumb


  • Track Name

    Oh! Sweet Nuthin' (Early Version)

  • Artist

    The Velvet Underground

The Velvet Underground Oh! Sweet Nuthin’ (Early Version)

This early version of Oh! Sweet Nuthin’ is very different, prominently featuring a harmonium, with Lou Reed taking the vocals instead of Doug Yule.



10,000 Maniacs - STRAWBERRY HILL 1993 - So Many Roads

 COMPANION piece to the LAST BRILLIANT posting from So Many Roads 

10,000 Maniacs -

Again really good soundboard quality recording . . . . lovely long set with the band and Natalie at their peak.



As So Many Roads say:

10,000 Maniacs 1993-06-27 - #2: As promised, here's part 2 of our Same Tour, Different set featuring the last tour 10,000 maniacs did with Natalie Merchant.  This one is a soundboard recording from Richmond from June 27, 1993, 28 years ago today.10,000 Maniacs

1993-06-27
Classic Amphitheatre 
Strawberry Hill
Richmond, VA
Soundboard Recording
320 kbps
Artwork Included

01. Candy Everybody Wants
02. My Sister Rose
03. A Campfire Song
04. Cherry Tree
05. What's the Matter Here
06. Trouble Me
07. If You Intend
08. Eat For Two
09. Gold Rush Brides
10. Long Black Veil
11. City Of Angels
12. Don't Talk
13. Jezebel
14. These Are Days
15. Stage Chatter
16. Stockton Gala Days
17. I'm Beginning to See the Light
18. Hey Jack Kerouac
19. Few and Far Between
20. Noah's Dove
21. How You've Grown
22. Verdi Cries
23. Stage Chatter
24. Every Day is Like Sunday
25. Request Hour
26. Among the Americans
27. Drift Away
28. Eden
29. Like The Weather
30. The Art Of Love
31. Band Of Gold

10,000 MANIACS - LIVE IN LA 1993 - SO MANY ROADS previous link here

Sunday, June 27, 2021

SAD NEWS - JON HASSELL - Dies at 84

 

Jon Hassell & Brian Eno - Chemistry (Extended)

Art by Patrick Gonzales

PRESS STATEMENT from Jon Hassell's Family

JULY 26, 2021

 

Family Statement:

 

Our beloved Jon M. Hassell - iconic trumpet player, author, and composer - has passed away at the age of 84 years on June 26th 2021. After a little more than a year of fighting through health complications, Jon died peacefully in the early morning hours of natural causes. His final days were surrounded by family and loved ones who celebrated with him the lifetime of contributions he gave to this world– personally and professionally. He cherished life and leaving this world was a struggle as there was much more he wished to share in music, philosophy, and writing.

 

It was his great joy to be able to compose and produce music until the end. We thank all those who contributed to ensuring that he was able to continue expressing his ideas through his final days and maintain a quality end of life.

 

Jon Hassell was able to leave behind many gifts. We are excited and committed to sharing those ongoing with his fans across time and support his enduring legacy. All donations to Jon Hassell’s GoFundMe will allow the tremendous personal archive of his music, much unreleased, to be preserved and shared with the world for years to come. We also hope to provide philanthropic gifts of scholarship and contributions to issues close to Jon’s heart, like supporting the working rights of musicians. 

 

As Jon is now free of a constricting body, he is liberated to be in his musical soul and will continue to play in the Fourth World. We hope you find solace in his words and dreams for this earthly place he now leaves behind. We hold him, and you, in this loss and grief.


FOURTH WORLD IS

 

A KIND OF PHILOSOPHICAL GUIDELINE, A CREATIVE POSTURE, DIRECTED TOWARDS THE CONDITIONS CREATED BY THE INTERSECTION OF TECHNOLOGY WITH INDIGINOUS MUSIC AND CULTURE. 

 

THE UNDERLYING GOAL IS TO PROVIDE A KIND OF CREATIVE MIDWIFERY TO THE INEVITABLE MERGING OF CULTURES WHILE PROVIDING AN ANTIDOTE TO A GLOBAL "MONOCULTURE" CREATED BY MEDIA COLONIZATION.

 

THE UNDERLYING PREMISE IS THAT EACH INDIGENOUS PEOPLES' MUSIC AND CULTURE - THE RESULT OF THEIR UNIQUE RESPONSE TO THEIR UNIQUE NATURAL ENVIRONMENT - FUNCTIONS IN THE SAME WAY AS, AS AN "ELEMENT" IN THE PERIODIC TABLE OF CHEMISTRY: AS PURE BUILDING BLOCKS FROM WHICH ALL OTHER "CULTURAL COMPOUNDS" WILL ARISE.

 

IN OTHER WORDS, THESE CULTURES ARE OUR "VOCABULARY" IN TRYING TO THINK ABOUT WAYS TO RESPOND TO OUR PLACE IN THE NEW GEOGRAPHY CREATED BY OUR MEDIA WORLD, AND MUST BE RESPECTED RELATIVE TO THEIR IMPORTANCE TO OUR SURVIVAL.

 

Jon Hassell



http://www.brian-eno.net/ https://jonhassell.com/


The Vinyl Factory - Jon Hassell in Ten Records


I first came across Jon Hassell through Brian Eno as is so often the case with many many musicians I admire and Fourth World Vol 1: Possible Musics with both of them is still a favourite collaborative album and I have bought many Hassell albums since. Extraordinary talent.



From today's AD Sidecar - 
RIP to composer Jon Hassell, who passed away June 26th at 84. His sound worlds were at once lush and mysterious. He called it “fourth world” music, a mix of classical Indian music, electronics, jazz, field recordings, and ambient music. In 2020, he joined Jennifer Kelly of Aquarium Drunkard for a discussion about the reissue of his 1977's Vernal Equinox and his attraction to a sort of visual sound design: "The idea of drawing curves in sound, I think, and shapes...It’s a line that’s being drawn and another. You’re holding three pencils at once while you’re drawing on the wall."


 

Jenny and The Mexicats - NPR Tiny Desk Concert+

 My facebook page threw up this posting from my past and once again it had me dancing around the room! How can you not!?


March 26, 2018 | Felix Contreras -- Jenny and the Mexicats is a discovery from South by Southwest a few years ago that I haven't been able to get out of my mind, and with good reason: The band's high energy shows are unforgettable, as is its sound
So we'll have a little mini-concert!


MY SOUND FOR THE DAY!                                              HAPPY SUNDAY FOLKS!

Dylan Thomas' house in South Leigh

 


From the marvellous author [especially of local history here in deepest Oxfordshire] Julie Ann Godson and her fascinating Facebook page comes this factoid about Dylan Thomas. Thomas was a family favourite and I inherited a passion for his writing from my dad who would read various of his works out loud to us as children from Under Milk Wood, Quite Early One Morning and his poetry. We holidayed more than once in Laugharne, Wales where Thomas worked also and we stayed once in the house next door to his and I recall visiting the small shed where he wrote and the house's interior is vividly and indelibly imprinted on my memory as is the surrounding countryside, the estuary and the calling curlews and the thigh deep mud flats when the tide went out. "Poky cottage" seems extraordinarily ungracious and rude of Thomas' comments about the house in South Leigh. I did not know he ever lived so nearby and really should have tried to find the house. The house looks enormous to me and is considerably bigger than the true 'little cottage' in Wales so Dylan's being driven to the local pub by its inconvenient size sounds like an alcoholic's excuse to me! 

In the summer of 1947, Margaret Taylor (wife of historian AJP Taylor) purchased the Manor House at South Leigh for poet Dylan Thomas and his wife Caitlin. Here, Thomas wrote most of his play "Under Milk Wood". As ever, he was dissatisfied with life: "My house here, though with such a dignified address, is a poky cottage full of old people, animals, and children. And everyone I want to meet, I have to meet outside somewhere: generally, and preferably, in a pub." In the Mason's Arms, a combined farm and pub during Dylan’s time, his favourite pint, Garne’s light ale, is long gone, as are his companions in the public bar, including farmhand Steve Claridge (who was also the barman), Lionel Drinkwater the cowman and Harry Moody the milkman, who remembers Dylan once asking him to leave bottles of beer on his doorstep, not milk.

Julie Ann Godson



Saturday, June 26, 2021

MICHAEL STIPE - 'HARDTALK' - BBCNews with Stephen Sackur

 A Curio . . . . . . . . HardTalk from the BBC 24 hour News Station (21 Jun 2021) is known for its hard hitting uncompromising penetrative interviews with mostly politicians so it came as a pleasant surprise to see today the one with Stephen Sackur interviewing Michael Stipe of REM fame and clearly pushing his recent new book of photographs (the third now?) as he explores his recent life under the structures of COVID-19 pandemic

Michael Stipe on BBC 'HARDTALK'

Tilda Swinton by Michael Stipe


"CAMERA THREE! GO! NOW! . . . . . . . "

LIVING WELL IS THE BEST REVENGE


Live in Austin TEXAS! 2008

Day is Done


Michael Stipe - No Time for Love Like Now 






The Beatles - Abbey Road Medley - "The Long One"

 THE ABBEY ROAD MEDLEY


perhaps the greatest Beatles composition and album work they committed to vinyl . . . . . . . albeit a string of outtakes or bit parts of songs left unresolved as they worked in the Abbey Road studio all sewn together . . . . . . . . . it remains a favourite piece of music of any and all genres. It blew me away when first I heard it and though folks are putting it back in the order it is alleged it was intended (Her Majesty was designed to appear earlier and not as a coda) I still prefer it where it should be on the vinyl at the very end as if an afterthought to catch us out . . . . . . 'put me back into my bag' or rug you fuggin' superman . . . . I say!


The medley

Abbey Road was really unfinished songs all stuck together. Everybody praises the album so much, but none of the songs had anything to do with each other, no thread at all, only the fact that we stuck them together.
John Lennon, 1980
All We Are Saying, David Sheff

Abbey Road is perhaps best known for the eight-song medley that dominates side two. Known during recording as ‘the Long One’, it begins with You Never Give Me Your Money – the melody of which recurs during Golden Slumbers’/‘Carry That Weight – and culminates with The Beatles’ parting statement The End.

After the Let It Be nightmare, Abbey Road turned out fine. The second side is brilliant. Out of the ashes of all that madness, that last section is for me one of the finest pieces we put together.

John and Paul had various bits, and so we recorded them and put them together. It actually points out that this is where it’s at, that last portion. None of the songs were finished. A lot of work went into it, but they weren’t writing together. John and Paul weren’t even writing much on their own, really.

Ringo Starr
Anthology

Several of the songs were recorded as one, whereas others were assembled and edited together at a later date. Those recorded together were Golden Slumbers/Carry That Weight, Sun King/Mean Mr Mustard, and Polythene Pam/She Came In Through The Bathroom Window.

I tried with Paul to get back into the old Pepper way of creating something really worthwhile, and we put together the long side. John objected very much to what we did on the second side of Abbey Road, which was almost entirely Paul and I working together, with contribution from the others. John always was a Teddy boy. He was a rock’n’roller, and wanted a number of individual tracks. So we compromised. But even on the second side, John helped. He would come and put his little bit in, and have an idea for sewing a bit of music into the tapestry. Everybody worked frightfully well, and that’s why I’m very fond of it.
George Martin
Anthology

John Lennon later expressed dislike of the medley, and claimed he had wanted his songs on one side of the album and Paul McCartney’s on the other.

I liked the A side. I never liked that sort of pop opera on the other side. I think it’s junk. It was just bits of song thrown together. And I can’t remember what some of it is. Come Together is all right. And some things on it… It was a competent album, like Rubber Soul in a way, it was together in that way, but it had no life really.
John Lennon, 1970
Lennon Remembers, Jann S Wenner

The concept of the medley came into being at around 6 May 1969, the day The Beatles recorded Paul McCartney’s You Never Give Me Your Money. Rather than give the song a rounded ending, right from the first take it ended sharply, just before where the lines “One two three four five six seven/All good children go to heaven” were later added. The lack of a proper ending suggested The Beatles were already thinking of the song as part of a bigger whole.

I think it was my idea to put all the spare bits together, but I’m a bit wary of claiming these things. I’m happy for it to be everyone’s idea. Anyway, in the end, we hit upon the idea of medleying them all and giving the second side a sort of operatic structure – which was great because it used ten or twelve unfinished songs in a good way.
Paul McCartney
Anthology