My aunt gave me the Meet the Beatles album when it first was released; the first album I bought with my own money was Jethro Tull’s Warchild (but that’s a story for another day).
Still have it- yea my aunt was all hopped up over the Beatles as many were in the early 1960’s, the album cover is a little ragged on the edges but it’s there.
After she died I sent an email to 104.3 FM’s Sunday morning Beatles show on the day of her memorial and the DJ told my story and gave us a shout out- a fitting tribute for the cool aunt and a gift I will always treasure.
On a Sunday evening in April, 2002, my wife and I stopped at the Outback Restaurant in Merrick, Long Island, where I had a couple of tall mugs of beer, on the way to see Paul McCartney at the Nassau Coliseum. Our seats were literally in the last row up top to the right of the stage however it did not matter because when Sir Paul started playing those Beatles classics we grew up listening to on the radio, we were dancing in the aisle. A Paul McCartney concert is quite simply a joyous occasion and we had a great time. Fast forward approximately 20 years, and approximately one year ago, we went to see the soon to be eighty year old McCartney play Fenway Park and it was, no exaggeration, amazing on every imaginable level. I have seen McCartney, Ringo Starr with his All -Starr Band, and even George Harrison play at Madison Square Garden for Bobfest, but I never did get the opportunity to attend a John Lennon performance (I will never forget being woken up by my mother who told me Lennon had been shot the night before). For those who may not know or appreciate, the Beatles during the late 1960’s were musically and culturally on a consciousness level that we had never seen before, (even eclipsing Elvis Presley and Frank Sinatra) and certainly have never seen since, Bob Dylan not withstanding. If McCartney has another tour in him, I will certainly be there as there is no happier place in the world than a Paul McCartney concert (Disneyworld not withstanding).
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GQ
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GQ