This interview was conduced with Paul McCartney and Photoplay magazine. I am not convinced that it is a REAL interview. Some of the answers just seem off to me. The interview took place in Austria while filming Help! in 1965. Paul was waiting at a phone booth to receive a phone call from Jane Asher in London. As always -- I am presenting what I have found and you can determine for yourself if Paul really gave these answers or not.
Photoplay Interview 1965
Conducted by Z. Hirschler
PP: Do you swear:
Paul: Do journalists
swear? Why shouldn’t Beatles swear? Why should we be better than anybody
else? Not long ago a chap form a London
paper wrote a whole page solely about our swearing I remember him coming and
asking for an interview. Well, we had no time to give him an interview so he
sat a few yards from our table and sulked, boiling with rage. That article was the result. Isn’t that ridiculous? I could just as well listen to what that chap
says to him newspaper friends and then do a “scandal report” on “Journalists
Swear Like Madmen!”
PP: The Beatles are no angels, then?
Paul: We never tried
to give this impression. Of course, we aren’t
saints. We curse when we are angry, play
poker when we are on the long train journey and want to kill time, and we love
to drink when we feel like it. The fact
that we are popular does not make us inhuman – or does it? We don’t hide anything.
PP: Some people say
you are rude.
Paul: I know that,
too. There are times when a girl comes
to us and wants an autograph. When we
say “no” the girl begins to cry and reporters write “Beatles Offend Little
Girls,” “Beatles Are Rude,” and things like that. Well everyone knows that we are under
constant danger of being mobbed. When we
are working, our director sometimes asks us not to give autographs. It can be dangers – like lighting a match in
a gasoline station. You can give one autograph
and then you are mobbed. Your clothes
are torn, you get beaten up and end up in a hospital. We want to stay outside hospitals so we have
to be careful. Sometimes that is
interpreted as rude. We can’t help
it. It is a pity.
PP: How do you react
to the photographers and press people?
Paul: They are
chasers, too. We hate to be photographed
while we eat and drink or while we are trying to lead some kind of private
life. Of course, there are some who take
pictures even against our wishes We fight them.
Isn’t that normal?
PP: Do you love your fans?
Paul: Of course we
love them. But sometimes we want to be
left alone. Recently I spent a wonderful
vacation in Tunisia. Nobody recognized
me. Days went by while I enjoyed the sea
and the company of my girlfriend. Then a
little boy, about nine years old, came up to me and said firmly, “You are a
Beatle!” I was startled but I replied in
German, “No, me Deutsche student! No Beatle!”
He looked at me for a few seconds
and then turned around and vanished. After
a while, he came back to me with a record under his arm. It was one of our records with our
photographs on the cover. The boy, who
was almost smaller than the record, said, “No ‘Deutsche student.’ Beatle are you! You admit now?” Of course, I then had to admit it and gave
him an autograph.
PP: When in London
can you meet your friends without being mobbed?
Paul: Sometimes, at a
club called the Adlib, we can spend an evening without being disturbed by the
press or fans. It’s a great place. You can get drunk there without having your
picture turn up in the newspapers the following day.
PP: Some people are
saying that The Beatles are too busy now to enjoy life.
Paul: This is nonsense.
We used to play for a few pounds a day.
Now we get fat checks. Before, we
lived in small, uncomfortable rooms, hadn’t even enough dough to buy a cup of
tea. Now we live life and we enjoy
it. We have a great time. It is great to have money. Of course we are happy! And not only because of the money. There are
other advantages.
PP: Is it true that
you were put in jail in Germany in 1960 and that you were thrown out of the
country?
Paul: Yes. It happened at the beginning of our
career. We were replaying at the
Keiserkeller, a little club in Hamburg, and we were paid lousy wages. So we looked around to find another spot and
decided to try a club called the Top Ten.
The owner of the Keiserkeller went to the police and said we tried to
burn down the rotten place! One morning,
the police came with a van and collected us all. I was very sleepy and slept on our way to
jail. When we were locked up I remember
saying to the policeman, “Please get me cushions. That is a damned hard bed you have here.” Tony Sheridan, the only one of us who
spoke German, told me to shut up. Tony
was our vocalists. He asked the chief
about the charges. We had no idea. We lived an exciting life in Hamburg in
spite of the lousy room, dirty clothes, gloomy places. We used to sing at nights and dance in the
streets dressed up in strange clothes.
So we thought the charge would be that.
A few days before we
had gone to a small restaurant, Manfred’s and broken a lamp. A guy blocked the way out, saying, “Nobody
leaves until you pay for the lamp.” We knew
that guy was series and we began to collect money. It wasn’t nearly enough but Astrid Kirchner,
a German girl friend, bailed us out! But
since we had paid for the lamp, we knew it had to be something else. Maybe because we marked through the streets
in German uniforms, or because John walked around with a toilet seat around his
neck, or because somebody spat through windows…
It was not. We were charged
with setting fire to the club. We were
amazed. We remembered sometimes stubbing
out our cigarettes on the wall in the club but that all. The charge was completely fabricated.
Luckily, the German police were understanding. They investigated the matter and after a few
hours we were told to go home to Liverpool.
George had no work permit and was too young to get one, so we had to
leave Tony Sheridan behind us to clear things up with the authorities. We were able to return after a while and work
there again. The Keiserkeller was closed
down soon afterwards. That was the truth
about our jail episode.
PP: It is alleged
that you have illegitimate children. Two
girls have accused you of being the father of their children. One is 18 year old Anita Cohran, who claims
that your manager, Brian Epstein, gave her money to keep her mouth shut. The other is a girl from Hamburg, Erika
Wehlers, who has a 2 year old child, Bettina.
Erika has told her story to a news agency and they have sent he to
London. She claims she got a letter from
you at Christmas asking about the child.
When I met her in Hamburg a few months ago, she said she could not prove
her case because, “My boyfriend destroyed the letter in an outburst of jealousy.”
Paul: Well, I have
never met her nor have I any children.
Look, some of our fans sometimes have certain fantasies about us. Let me give you an example. While we were staying in the USA, a girl came
into my room and said, “Hello, my name is Jill.” I asked her, “Do we know each other?” She replied, “Yes we do. I love you and you love me. We shall have to marry.” I was certain I had never seen her
before. I asked, “Who introduced us and
when?”
“It was God Himself who did it,” she replied and added, “If
you don’t love me now, can’t you at least try to learn to love me? I know you can if you try.”
PP: Is it true you
don’t want to get married?
Paul: Wrong! Why do you think I sit here and wait to talk
to Jane in London? I want to marry. I really do.
It is just a matter of time. At
the moment I am busy working on the film but as soon as it is finished, I shall
get married.
PP: When will it be
finished?
Paul: In a few weeks’
time. We have to do a few scenes in
London.
PP: Is making a movie
fun for you?
Paul: Sometimes it is
fun, sometimes it is just hard work. In
the Bahamas it was fun at first but then we almost died of terror. We were standing in the sea up to our necks
in water. It mad a nice picture for the newspapers. Later we heard that at the same time we were
posing a shark had entered the bay.
Fortunately, he wasn’t interested in us and went away, but we have been
shaking ever since. The Beatles are no heroes.
PP: What else
happened there?
Paul: Well the Governor
gave a reception and we met his wife, Lady Gray. She looked straight at me and said, “You are
Ringo, aren’t you?” Well, I could
understand if the good lady had mistaken me for John or perhaps George, but how
on earth she could have thought I was Ringo, with his rings, hair and big nose,
beats me.
PP: What did you do?
Paul: We all dropped
on the floor, as if we were dead Then we
got up and left the reception screaming.
But later on we came back and apologized. I wonder if she would recognize me now.
PP: What is this
movie about?
Paul: I can’t tell
you. We want to keep it a secret until
the picture is finished.
At that moment the telephone call came through and Jane Asher
was on the other end of the line. Paul
jumped up and vanished into the telephone booth.
I agree. It doesn't read as if Paul is saying these words. In every other interview I've seen, Paul tends to be very terse with his responses, except when talking about his songs.
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ReplyDeletetypical photoplay mag which would take a bit of truth and fabricate an interview/ story; remember reading in other 60's magazines that Paul had someone else give a blood test so he wasn't Bettina's dad
ReplyDeleteI remember that as well! I think it is interesting to share these stories to see the stories that were out there at the time.
DeleteBE was supposed to have paid Erika off too
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