Got My Mind Set On You

I typically don't give inanimate objects names. My car doesn't have a name, nor does my guitar. The one exception is my metronome, George. It's convoluted: when I think of the word I split it into two words - metro gnome. Urban elf. Then I think of the cover of All Things Must Pass. And I figure that Mr. Harrison, with his three garden gnomes, must think of himself as a gnome also. So it's a tribute.