A Day in the Life
Riding with Sir George Martin
It was a veddy, veddy English cah. Even a modern Morgan — they still make them — looks like it just burbled out of a garage in a state of perfect preservation, under wraps since 1936, with its stretched hood and engine-flanking louvers, swooping external fenders, a ragtop open cockpit for two, a real grille, and bug-eye headlights. Considering its peculiar chassis made of ash wood, you might also imagine the ride to be a bit stiff upper lip.
George Martin drove a Morgan. His passenger one dreary January day in 1967 was John Lennon. They were on their way to Abbey Road Studios to put the finishing touches on tape for Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band with the other three “lads,” as Martin, their producer, affectionately called John, Paul, George, and Ringo. He spoke about them with the casual pride of a father who acknowledges the accomplishments of his children without self-congratulation. And that was how he began his story, as he and I stood outside an office building just off LA’s Sunset Strip, chatting and shooting candid pictures. I was enthralled to hear firsthand accounts of the Fab Four. And I was getting paid by Rolling Stone to do it! I was also proud to tell George about the day I spent photographing Lennon for my first magazine cover not even three years earlier. I kept to myself the conceit that made me feel like we were…
