Thursday, August 30, 2012

Jules at Disneyland

You know that nothing makes me happier than combining my two favorite things:  Disney and the Beatles!   In the June/July 1985 issue of "The Write Thing" Don Lehmer posts shared a photo and a little story about meeting Julian Lennon at the happiest place on earth in early 1985.   I totally do remember Julian's performance from Disneyland that year on TV!

Julian and friends at Disneyland.  photo:  D. Lehmer
 My wife Melinda and I decided one day in January to make a mid-week trip to Disneyland for a day of fun.  Little did we think we would meet up with the likes of Julian Lennon.

As we were waiting to board "Big Thunder Mountain," a train-roller coaster type ride, we were told we could sit anywhere in the train car except for the last two rows.  At about the same time I noticed a Disneyland officials with an ear transmitter on who was looking around rather nervously, waiting for our train to arrive.  I told Melinda someone special was probably on the ride and to watch to see who was going to get off.  Lo and behold, Julian and bandmate Justin Clayton  were the "someone special" with two friends, and they liked the ride so much they were going for a second time.  And as luck would have it we were fortunate enough to be seated in front of them.  There was no way we could enjoy the ride just as a ride when everytime I turned around there was Julian!

As we were leaving, I asked him if I could take a snap, which he happily let me do.  I also told him what a great album "Valotte" was and wished him all the best.  We later found out he was in the park to film segments on the 30th anniversary of Disneyland TV special broadcast in February.  What a special day it turned out to be.


  1. The blond one is Jules manager and the female is me, a swedish friend of Jules. During these days at Disneyland photographers chased us mistaking me for Appolonia... we had fun with that!

  2. Are you sure it was 85...? I thought this was in 84.... but I am no spring chicken any more ;-) memory fades.