Essay on Wonderful Tonight:George Harrison, Eric Clapton, and me
by Pattie Boyd with Penny Junor
The moment I handed the book, I’m hundred and one percent sure that I wan to purchase it and I’ll regret it id I’ll let it slip away. Guess what? I got more than I bargained.
Pattie Boyd, one of the prettiest faces in this planet. I can’t help to feel insecure on her. Her beauty creates passion to musicians like George Harrison and Eric Clapton that made them compose wonderful and heart-melting songs. But reading the book gave me more than that. Her autobiography makes me look closer and understand deeper what a woman named Pattie Boyd is about. The book is accidentally inspirational
A beautiful woman who is perfect in the eye of most of us have this insecurities and self-esteem problem like many of us, and have experienced hardship that per haps, none of us have ever been.
I’m a fan of George-and-Pattie loveteam, and for me there are the perfect two. Such lovely couple together. But after reading the book, it really breaks my heart. How Pattie Boyd and George Harrison never stropped loving each other. That if Pattie just chose to stay and make things up with their marriage, then probably they grow old together, and George died on her arms. But I can’t blame her for leaving George. Shit happens. Lessons learned.
“When I left him (George Harrison) for Eric, he had said that if things didn’t work out, ever, I could always come to him, and he will look after me. It was selfless, loving, generous things to say, and it had always been tucked away at the back of my mind”
It truly breaks my heart and leads me to tears. George is better for Pattie than Eric. Yes, both man brought her sadness and misery, but for me, George made her a lot happier than Eric. She never treated her as mess whom he had to get over with. But if it wasn’t for Eric, she wouldn’t be braver woman, and wouldn’t be able to know what she’s capable of other than being a wife, a model, and a woman of these men. I admire women like that.
On the other hand, I don’t like Eric Clapton. I believe in his talent as a musician, songwriter, and as I honestly admire him for that. And truly I adore his writing skills. So poetic. I can’t ditch him about his talent and contributions. And for that, I can’t completely hate him. But cheating on your wife days after your marriage, being an alcoholic and putting the woman you love in misery, having a kid with your fans, while your wife is so depress for not being pregnant, is really not reasonable.
“I regret allowing myself to be seduced by Eric and I wish I had been stronger. I believed that marriage is forever, and when things were going wrong between George and me I should’ve gritted my teeth and resolved that we could come out smiling in the end.”
In totally, her life inspired me. We’re all fucked-up after all. Even the most beautiful woman have imperfections. But that’s not the point. How to make life even better despite the ups-and-downs- twist-and-turns of faith is what matters. To know more about ourselves, that there’s a world out there waiting for us, but we just keep on settling down on what we usually have. And it’s not about getting old, but it is rather growing up. To know more, to explore more, to learn more, to fail, to take risk, to enjoy. Just like what the Dalai Lama said “If we lose, don’t lose the lesson”
“But if I had resisted Eric, I would never have known that incredible passion—- and such intensity is rare. I would never have been the inspiration for those beautiful sings. I accept that I paid high price, but it was in proportion to the depth of the love he and I shared.”
Thank you Pattie Boyd for sharing your life, making us closer to you, and somehow the people around you, especially The Rolling Stones and The Beatles. You truly are an inspiration.