George Harrison just died.
That sucks.

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  1. from the LA Times obit:

    It was in the darkest days of the Beatles that Harrison penned one of the band’s most earnestly optimistic songs. During bitter feuds over its management and direction, Harrison fled the boardroom wranglings to the countryside to visit a friend, famed guitarist Eric Clapton. Walking in a garden with one of Clapton’s acoustic guitars, Harrison felt a wave of relief from the summery weather and composed “Here Comes the Sun.”
    “It was such a great release for me simply being out in the sun,” George told interviewers at the time. “The song just came to me.”

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