For the first time in a while, Paul’s made the right decision. Well fucking done, lad. And don’t you dare sell any more of your shit to ads. Yes, I have written recently about the charm of music-in-advertising, but the truth is, it’s still something for rich artists to avoid. (Michael Jackson deserves props for protecting the Beatles’ catalog better than most people would have.) And even if Heather does get the 330 million pounds she’s seeking — or whatever it is now! — Sir Paul ain’t going broke anytime soon.
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