Paul McCartney, iTunes Music Festival @ The ICA, London

I then tear-arse down to the ICA and arrive sweaty and unkempt before being led by security down to the tiny dark theatre just as Macca bounds on stage and chirpily shouts, "Good evening! Alright?"

And then reality smacks me round the face. Hard.

There he is, not 10 feet away from me; Sir Paul McCartney, Macca, the former Beatle, the most famous bass player in the world.

There are those who scoff at McCartney; for the Frog Song, for the ubiquitous thumbs up gesture, for his forays into classical composition, and for ultimately not having the good grace to shuffle off this mortal coil in pointlessly tragic circumstances, thus cementing his place in the pantheon of great but dead musical icons.

But to hear a Beatle singing Beatles songs is a rare honour; songs that have soundtracked and influenced so many lives they've become an inherent part of the fabric of everyday culture. As living legends go, Macca is The Man. Even that youthful primal scream still hasn't deserted him.
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