Paul McCartney: the legend, the new project, and the death myth that refuses to die

He's just turned 83, still has that same spark in his eyes, and it seems the idea of retirement has never once crossed his mind. Paul McCartney is back with "Days We Left Behind", a project as intimate as it is intriguing, plunging us back into the whirlwind of the sixties. And as always when the Beatles' bassist resurfaces with such intensity, an old ghost stirs. No, I'm not talking about John. I'm talking about that urban legend that sticks to him like a melodic bassline: what if he died in 1966?

The "Paul is dead" enigma: when myth becomes stronger than reality

You've surely heard this story. For those who might have missed it, here's the gist: in 1966, Paul McCartney supposedly died in a car crash. The official version? Just a bad day. The version from the most paranoid fans? The Beatles replaced their mate with a lookalike, a certain William Campbell, to avoid breaking hearts worldwide. All of it, peppered with "clues" on album covers, "backwards" messages in songs (Strawberry Fields Forever played in reverse, remember?) and that iconic scene on Abbey Road where Paul walks barefoot, stepping out of a funeral procession.

This isn't just a rumour. It's The Paul McCartney Project before its time, a collective deconstruction of a myth where thousands spent sleepless nights dissecting every note. Today, with the release of this new album that smells of sixties Liverpool, the story is resurfacing. As if Paul, by revisiting his past, is inadvertently opening Pandora's box.

"Days We Left Behind": a dive into memories, not the grave

Let's be clear: no, Paul McCartney isn't dead. He's actually busier than ever. "Days We Left Behind" isn't a sad album; it's an album of testimony. In these tracks, you can smell the scent of Dungeon Lane, that little Liverpool street where it all began. You find that camaraderie with George, that creative tension with John, and that total freedom they won. It's a bit like the musical counterpart to his book Paul McCartney: Many Years From Now, released years ago, but live and rawer.

What's fascinating is that the more he tells his story, the more the doppelgänger myth seems to take on an almost poetic dimension. In the documentary accompanying the project, we see him leafing through notebooks, playing his father's guitar, and laughing about "the other Paul". There's even a moment where he looks at the camera and quips: "If I were a stand-in, I think I'd have asked for a pay rise by now."

George Harrison's last testament and the quest for truth

For purists, this new chapter also rekindles the memory of a cult work from the nineties: Paul McCartney Really Is Dead: The Last Testament of George Harrison. This book, never officially acknowledged by Harrison during his lifetime, pushed the logic to its extreme, offering an "investigation" worthy of a thriller. Again, McCartney isn't bothered. He's always had that elegance: never spoil the fun. He prefers to add fuel to the fire of mystery.

If I had to sum up what this new opus is about, it would be this:

• A tribute to lost mates: John, George, and all those from Liverpool who believed in them.
• An implicit response to the theories: No need to prove you're alive, just keep creating.
• A return to roots: Far from the stadiums, we find the kid from the English suburbs.

So, is Paul McCartney really Paul McCartney? After more than sixty years of a career, the question doesn't really matter anymore. What matters is that this guy keeps giving us moments of grace, utterly unbothered by the legend. He even posted a video on social media a few days ago, showing himself walking barefoot in his studio. The legend will never die. He, on the other hand, seems determined to outlive us all.