“It moved me forward, it moved him forward,” says McCartney of the late-Eighties recordings. “The best you could hope for.” FOR PAUL MCCARTNEY, IT WAS AN all-too-familiar feeling. There he was, paired with an acerbic, rough-voiced co-writer with Liverpudlian roots, sitting face to face as they strummed acoustic guitars, finishing each other’s musical phrases and lyrics, singing in comfortable harmony. “We would write in the same method that me and John used to write,” says McCartney, recalling his wildly productive late-Eighties collaborations with Elvis Costello. “I figured, in a way, he was being John. And for me, that was good and bad. He was a great person to write with, a great foil to bounce off, but here’s me, trying to avoid doing something too Beatle-y!”
Those sessions, at…
