Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2022

Interview with Billy Preston



 

The Get Back film has brought Billy Preston back into the spotlight again.  Billy was an amazing musician and person.   He always seems like a happy man with a wonderful smile, great fashion, and someone that tried to spread peace, love, and kindness to everyone.    And obviously, he had a big amount of talent -- his keyboard playing is great beyond words.  I spotted this interview with him from 1985 with Beatles Unlimited and thought it was interesting.   


Interview with Billy Preston

By Mees Van Ditzhuyzen

Beatles Unlimited

August 1985

Billy Preston is always a welcome guest on the European continent.  He manages to hop over quite regularly to do some concerts or promote a new record.  IN May Preston visited the Netherlands to sing his new single “Here There and Everywhere” on a few TV programs and do some live shows in discotheques.  A good opportunity for us to have a talk with probably the only man to work closely with both Beatles and Stones.  The interview took play on 14 May 1985 at “De Bios” in Amsterdam.  Special thanks go to Indisc Records for their kind cooperation and to Arthur Mathezing for his editorial assistance.

 

Q:  First a few questions about your cooperation with The Beatles.  Was the first time you met them in Hamburg?

B:  I met them a little bit earlier than that, in Liverpool, probably a week before Hamburg.  They were on a show with Little Richard and Sam Cooke and that’s who I was touring with.  We became friends because they would always come up to me and ask me about Little Richard and Sam and America and everything.

Q:  Did you lose sight of them for all those years until 1968 or 1969?

B:  No, I ran into them again in L.A. when they first came there, on their first trip to America, and I saw them in San Francisco, and we hung out and I went to the Cow Palace concert with them.  Then I didn’t see them anymore until 1969 when I was in London with Ray Charles.  He was doing a concert at the Festival Hall and George Harrison was in the audience.  He didn’t know I was in the show and kept wondering if it was me.  He sent a message backstage for me to call Apple the next day.  I did and he invited me over.  When I went down to the studio they were recording and asked me to sit in.

 

Q:  Up until then you had made some records with organ instrumentals for Capitol, so you had to change labels.

B:  Yes.  That happened overnight.  They asked me if I wanted to be on Apple and I said that I did but that I was on Capitol.  The next day they said, “You are now on Apple.”

Q:  What that, your music changed as well.

B:  That was the first time I had a chance to sing and to do my own songs that I had written.  It was a great outlet for me.

Q:  There is a story that George Harrison wrote “What is Life”, especially for you but that in the end, he recorded it himself.

B:  You mean “My Sweet Lord?”

Q:  No, it’s on the same album.

B:  He never told me that.  We did kind of help him with “My Sweet Lord.”  It originated in a dressing room.  We were on a tour with Delaney and Bonnie and they asked me how to write a gospel song.  So I started playing some gospel changes and that’s how the song became a song.

Q:  No influence from “He’s so Fine?”

B:  No.

Q:  You’ve played with the Stones for six or seven years, and with several Beatles on a couple of albums.  Yet there’s a lot of influence from the Beatles:  covers, a tribute on your latest album.  But I don’t see any influence from the Stones.

B:  That may be on the next album.  I’ll get around to all of them, they’ve all been an influence to me.  The tribute was to thank them for giving me the opportunity.

Q:  What was touring with the Stones like?

B:  Oh, it was fun.  Wild times, all the time.

Q:  People were surprised you played with the Stones.  After all their lifestyle was very different from yours.

B:  Yes, very much so.  But it was exciting for both of us.  The first time they ever played in the key of E Flat was when they played my song “Outa Space” They were thrilled because of that.  When I did that song in the show and started dancing, Mick Jagger would come out and chase me around the stage and he had a thing he used to swing over the audience.

Q:  Are you still in contact with the Stones?

B: I haven’t seen them lately, because I’ve been busy working on my own stuff.  I had to kind of shy away from being with them sometimes because they took up a lot of time, and I had my own career.

Q:  You played with the Beatles on a few McCartney songs and after that, you played with John, George, and Ringo on their solo albums.  But you never played with Paul.

B:  Paul was always in Europe, and I didn’t have a chance to catch up with him.  The last time I saw him was at a Stones concert, but we said we’d get together, but in practice, it’s very hard.

Q:  Still he did invite a lot of superstars for “Broadstreet.”

B:  A lot of times they just don’t know where I am.  Ringo thought I lived in New York.

Q:  Speaking of superstars:  you weren’t involved in the USA for Africa project.

B:  I was over in Europe when they recorded that, so I missed out on that.  But I just did something similar with all the stars who were born in Texas, Charlie Pride, and a lot of football players.  It’s also a tribute for Africa, but it hasn’t been released yet.

Q:  You worked with Syreeta a lot, but you’re not on their latest album.

B:  My sweetheart, she’s great.  Unfortunately, she couldn’t make it this trip because she’s recording right now.  Her latest album is a solo album.  We’d like to do something together again, but at the moment we are both trying to get our careers going.  Sometimes when you do too much together people think that you are a permanent due.

Q:  Stairsteps, an old George Harrison group, have a lot of musicians on your albums.

B:  The group was great.  I saw them years ago when I first went to New York to the Apollo Theater.  They were little kids then.  I ran into them a little while later and they’d broken up and quit the business.  I got them together again, introduced them to George and he encouraged them to do an album, which I co-produced for them.  A couple of them are still playing today, making disco records.

Q:  And then of course there’s Ray Charles, the man who started it all.

B:  Ys, that’s my idol, man.  We have plans to do something together, but again the schedules are so hard to work out.  But as soon as possible we’ll get together.

Q:  On your more recent albums there were no superstars  There was a trend for a while to invite a whole lot of guests on albums.  For instance, you have worked with Stevie Wonder, Joe Walsh, the Crusaders…

B:  I will do something like that eventually, but on my latest album I concentrated on doing most of it myself.  With the synthesizer and everything, you don’t really need a whole lot of musicians.

Q:  Do you have any idea how many records you’ve made?

B:  I’ve been recording since I was 16, and I’m 38 now.  So maybe an album a year.

Q:  You were with A & M Records for a long time, then things were a bit messy:  Motown Records, Mirror Records, two gospel LPs.  Why was all that?

B:  I had been with A & M for 7 years which is a long time.  It ended because it seemed they had done as much as they could do and that we couldn’t get any further.  Sometimes it’s good to change because I work with a lot of different audiences, and that gives me a variety of things to play, and sometimes it’s hard to be pinned down.  Some people don’t work together unless they’re on the same label, and you have to look for the right combination of people, and someone who will back your records, things like that.

Q:  Did Motown give you an entrance to all the Motown stars?

B:  They worked pretty much together as a team, but it was hard for me to be an individual in that type of situation because I never worked that way.  I did try, but it didn’t work.  I had to move on.

Q:  Will your new album have only your own songs or will there be covers?

B:  Most of them I’m writing together with other writers, mostly lyricists.  I write all the music, and sometimes I have an idea, a verse, a chorus, or something like that and I have them finish it with me.  There’s about three songwriters I work with pretty regularly  One is Ralph Benatar, and there’s a lady, Sylvia Smith, who’s another good lyricist to work with, and there’s Bruce Fisher.

Q:  Do you have any plans for more film music?  You were involved in “Fast Break.”

B:  Yes, we did a film called “Blame it on the Night,” but I don’t know when it’s going to be released.  It’s a kind of rock n roll film.  Mick Jagger had some time to do with it, writing the screenplay or something.  And I make a cameo appearance in it.

Q:  Do you think you attract different audiences, doing gospel music on one end and disco on the other?

B:  I don’t know.  I like music.  Period.  Different people like different kinds of music, but I’ve been blessed to play all kinds, and I like playing classical music as much as playing reggae or anything else.

Q:  Classical music?  Any favorite composer?

B:  Rachmaninov.  My first classical piece was by him.  I have a song called “Minuet For Me” on one of the albums for A & M.

Q:  Does your involvement in gospel music mean that you’re religious, and how do religion and play with the Stones go together, with their rather rough reputation?

B:  They’re very sweet people, underneath the image. I asked them why everyone thinks they’re devils, and they said “We just let it happen.  That’s our publicity, that’s what made us famous.”  They are really nice guys, but I always preach to them.  I believe in God.   I believe that everything that happened for me has been a blessing from God because I never auditioned or sought fame or anything like that.

Q:  Did you have discussions with George Harrison about religion?

B:  Yes, he shared Krishna with me.  In fact, in his studio, he has a picture of Jesus, one of Krishna, of Buddha, everybody.  He’s sharing his beliefs with me.  Not that I’m going to cut my hair and shout “Hare Krishna” all day long.

Q:  Is there another life next to music?

B:  No.  Music is my life.  I’ve been playing since I was three years old.  I never worked at any other job, I don’t know anything else but music.

 

Sunday, October 11, 2020

The Masked Ball




 


Ringo, Barb and Pattie Boyd are all in attendance at the Masked Ball on October 11, 1985

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

The first Beatle to become a Grandfather




 


On September 5, 1985, Ringo's oldest son, Zak, and his wife at the time, Sarah brought a beautiful little girl into the world.  They chose to name her Tatia Jayne Starkey.   

Ringo becoming  a Grandfather was really big news at the time.  I guess because when we think of  The Beatles, we do not think of them being a Grandfather.    We think of a little old man that is very clean, but not our rock n roll drumming Ringo. 

Newspapers and magazines were sent out to Tittenhurst in September of 1985 (a few weeks after the birth) to get photos and a story.   



Sunday, August 16, 2020

Paul aruges with striking teachers (1985)

 





This news article was from the July 1985 issue of With a Little Help From my Friends.   They wrote it from newspaper stories from the Daily Express (6/6/85) and The Sunday Mirror (6/9/85)

Paul's gotten himself into "trouble" with the press for losing his temper on seeing the teachers at James' school on strike this past June.  When he drove James to school that day he was handed a leaflet by Brian Moses, an English teacher there which explained their case for the strike.  "Take a good look, they're striking teachers,"  he told James, and to Mr. Moses, he said, "Did teachers go on strike when you were at school?"  After the confrontation, he drove James back home.  Mr. Moses said that he was rather taken aback by the whole thing, especially as Paul had been a hero of his.  "It was the first time I had met Mr. McCartney and I felt very sad that he should react the way did.  The leaflet I handed to him and to other parents was just stating our case and explaining how far our salaries have dropped in the last few years.  I did explain to Mr. McCartney and the other parents -- and the leaflet stated it -- the teachers were sad and reluctant to have to take such action.  I wish Mr. McCartney had discussed it with me.  He has a point of view, and a right to his own opinion, which I would now dispute for one moment.  But he didn't give me a chance to talk to him."

Paul, it seems, was so upset because it so happened at that time the kids were about to take a big exam, and he felt that the strike was hurting the kids most of all.  Linda said about a week later, "Paul was just expressing his opinion.  We are just normal people and he is entitled to have an opinion like anyone else.  Paul and I don't believe strikes should affect ordinary people like children preparing for exams.  It's a similar situation to when miners go on strike in the winter and the cold affects old people.  It's the innocent who suffer.  We both simply believe industrial disputes like this school should be sorted out by the people at the top sitting calmly and talking about it. 


Monday, July 13, 2020

Live Aid turns 35 today










There has been a lot of talk today about the 35th anniversary of Live Aid on July 13, 1985.   If you were around 35 years ago, you will know that Live Aid was a pretty big deal.     Just about anyone who was anyone in music at the time (except for Michael Jackson) was involved in this charity concert.   It was broadcast live around the world and I think why people remember it so much is because it was on MTV with SO many major superstars.   (That is just my opinion)

It was also a big day for Beatle fans.  The 1980s had been a pretty quiet time for fans.   After John's murder, things were just sad.   But Paul McCartney came out and performed for Live Aid.  It was the first time Paul had performed live since 1979.   For the first time in so long, Paul's fans had something to be excited about. 

And then the unthinkable happens.   Paul is at the piano and his microphone is not working.  For two full minutes, Paul is on live television and those watching at home cannot hear him.    It is obvious he is singing "Let it Be" because the concert-goers are singing it.   Paul looks good with a little gray hair starting to show.  Finally, at two minutes into the performance, Paul's microphone suddenly starts to work and he can be heard singing the chorus of "Let it Be."   He sounds good, maybe a little nervous, but he sounds good.   Linda was there too --- taking photographs on the stage.

Paul is seen soon after for the finale of  "Do They Know It's Christmas."    Paul can be spotted jumping up and down and dancing around during the verses with Linda next to him.   Eventually, he gets up closer and shares a microphone with Bono. 

Paul didn't want the historical moment of him singing "Let it Be" to be shown again with the microphone issues.  Being Paul the perfectionist that he is,  he went into a studio on July 14 and re-recorded his vocals to be overdubbed for the future.   And that is what has been released to this day --  the first two minutes of Paul's re-recording of "Let it Be."





Wednesday, January 28, 2015

French Interview with Paul

I found this interview in the October/November 1985 issue of the Write Thing fanzine.    It is a translation of an interview with Paul McCartney from January 1985 from a French magazine.   There is no name of the magazine or author given.   I thought it was a very interesting interview and Paul gave some answers that were different than what you typically hear from him.   Unfortunately, it has been 30 years and people still don't appreciate "Broadstreet."   Sorry Paul 

Please note that all of Paul's words have been bolded. 




French magazines January 1985

The night before I met Paul McCartney, I must admit I didn’t sleep very well.  It would be only hours before I’d meet this legendary man.   No matter how things are seen, even to a cynic , this man is a living legend.   I was nervous.   I was afraid of failing the interview, of asking terrible questions, of irritating him, and looking like a fool.   I was more than nervous.  I’m nervous when I met Springsteen or Robert DeNiro.  But Paul McCartney was one of four who completely changed me around; who changed our society, our lives, our morals and our manners.  Paul, John, George and Ringo gave us so much power.   Because of them, as a teenager I grew my hair long, was forced to leave home, and went to America to start a career.   I couldn’t help thinking of this as I went to London to meet one of the four that was so responsible for the turns my life had taken.

I entered his office and there he was.  Smiling and relaxed, charming and self confident.   I knew I would not have control of the situation.  I had an hour and 15 minutes with him and was a captive audience to his one man show.  He was like a comedian for me, doing imitations, talking about the Beatles, playing the part of each one, even imitating the Maharishi .  He even tried to imitate me.  “You aren’t offended, are you?  I often imitate people I’m with.”   I was not offended.  To be imitated by Paul McCartney is a greater honor than to be imitated by the most famous French imitators.  As for the interview, he told me only what he wanted.  if he didn’t want to reply to a question, he’d turn it into a joke, then change the subject.  And I didn’t care.  This was Paul McCartney and he could charm me.

He didn’t joke around all the time.  We started the interview by discussing his movie.  He acts in it and he wrote it.   It is a movie that failed.

“I wanted to do a movie because it was the only thing that I hadn’t done in my life.  We had very little to do with “Help” or “A Hard Days Night.”  Here I’m responsible for the script and play the lead part.  I’m sure the acting world shouted in relief when they saw the movie.  I’m certainly not a threat to any of them!  Anyway, i like the movie.  It has a lot of myself in it.  I was criticized for how simple the script was.  But the story in “Indiana Jones” isn’t exceptional.  In that they’ looking for a statue.  In “Help” we’re running after a ring.  I suppose my movie is strange because it’s not a wonderful movie.  But it’s a movie that has a certain amount of worth which will be proven in time.  “Magical Mystery Tour” wasn't’ a good movie but it’s a worthwhile film to see now because John’s in it.  In “Broadstreet” I knew I went against the golden rule of script writing.  I put in dream sequences with no explanation.  That confused the audiences of today.  But I’m sure that in a few years it will be looked at differently.

When I first started, I wanted to do a movie about someone trying to escape the fame.  It was a bit like what happened to me when the Beatles split up.  It was a terrible blow.  It was like finding out you’re unemployed.  It was depressing and I really felt useless.  I knew how the unemployed felt.  That’s the reason I said one day, “Let’s go.  We’ll be a group.  We’ll do something.”  So asked some musicians, bought a bus, and we were on the road again giving concerts.  That’s the way I am .   I’m a musician.  If I dont’ play or sing, then I’m unhappy.  And everybody wanted to talk about the Beatles.  It was awful!   I didn’t even want to think about that time.  I wanted to be treated like Paul, a musician with his band Wings.  But to the rest of the world I was still a Beatle.  It’s like the fellow who finished in the army.  I was a civilian again and I didn’t want to be called Sergeant.  That’s logical, isn’t it?

I took that opportunity to come back to a point he’d made a moment ago.  Yes, that part of it was logical.  What I couldn’t understand was when he’d said that during the break-up of the Beatles he’d known how the unemployed felt.  You had built a fortune that protected you from all that…

I know.  Everyone says that.  “How can you talk about being unhappy with all the money you have?”  But nevertheless it’s true.  Money doesn’t mean much to me. Really nothing at all.  But I was completely unhappy.  I did nothing with my days.  I slept.  I woke up.  I went to drink in a pub and then went back to sleep.  No direction, like an uprooted tree.

He sounds like the announcer of a melodramatic soap opera; pretending to play a violin while humming a mournful melody.   Funny and flippant.  But I had to ask:  Was the break up really necessary?

Totally necessary.  We had to end.  We did what we had to do.  It’s like the army.  When it’s finished, it’s finished.  You can’t spend your whole life in the army.  We had to live our lives, follow our destiny, find our wives.

You speak of your wives.  That’s interesting because it’s always been said that they were responsible for the break-up of the Beatles.

That Beatles split up because of the Beatles.  We had reached the limit of what was possible for us.  We wanted to become famous and we were the most famous band in the world.  We needed five years to gain that success and we spent five years at the top.  The cake was left in the oven too long and it was going to burn.  It was our wives who helped us bring it out.  And you can’t condemn men for falling in love, can you?   It happened to John first.  We can’t begrudge John for falling in love with Yoko.  If I could live my life over I don't’ think I’d change one thing except the break-up.   I’d want to be able to come back and say “listen guys we’re going to split, but we’re going to do it peacefully because whether you like it or not, this business is going to keep going until the end of our days.”  And it’s true.  Last week I had to go to New York, like every year, to a meeting of all the representatives who are continuing to manage the Beatles and earning a living at it.    Our egos collided.   We had spent night after night roaring with laughter; only the four of us in cars or vans on the roads of the world.  We, who were four guys completely united and happy together, suddenly we couldn’t communicate anymore.  The break up was like the atomic bomb.  We all got grey hair.

Despite his incredible success, behind the relaxed appearance, Paul McCartney is an anxious man with little self-assurance.  He said that to me many times, and when I brought up the subject of punk music.   

I don't’ feel anymore threatened now because all my life I’ve felt threatened.  In the beginning, in Liverpool, we were anxious because of a group called Gerry and the Pacemakers.   Later on, in London, we used to feel threatened by the Dave Clark Five.  In fact, as far as I was concerned anyway, I didn’t trust anyone.  I remember one day somebody came into our office saying “Dave Clark is number one in the chart.”   There was dead silence.   It was serious stuff.   Today it makes you laugh to think that the Beatles were scared of Gerry or Dave Clark.  But we were.  Then ---this is just as ridiculous but it’s true.  I remember I was scared of Alice Cooper!   Because of all that satanic side and all that, and of the huge success he was having.  I wondered, “Is music really going in that direction?”   Then I met Alice Cooper and realized he was completely normal, just a guy with a drinking problem.  So the punks didn’t really frighten me musically.  You can’t say it was great music.  What I didn’t like was the destruction side with heroin and the murder stories with Sid Vicious.  That completely disturbed me.  When we were young our parents were afraid to see us with long hair.  Because they thought we’d associate with the scam of society.  That was a ridiculous fear.  I understand that today.  One time I saw my oldest daughter dressed like a punk and I was afraid that meant she was getting into something bad.   When in reality she simply wanted to be different.  You’re always afraid of what you don't know.  I learnt that from the Maharishi.  I learnt a lot about myself from him.

It was said that the Yogi was only interested in your money

Yeah, it was said.  But I don’t think so.  If that’s true, then what is he doing with his money?   Have you seen him dressed any differently than his white cheese bag he’s always worn?   He doesn’t have jewelry, no Rolls, no playmates around him.   If I hear that he bought Elton John’s house in Beverly Hills or that he’s got 50 ‘bunnies’ stashed away, then I’ll ask myself some questions.  But that really is not the case.  The man lives very simply.   He taught me to relax.  I stayed in India with him for a month and it was very good.

What is your favorite Beatles album?

I like them all.  We  lived through something phenomenal.  It was fun and exciting.  We were living in a whirlwind.  We didn’t realize what was really going on.  We had no idea of the power or the force that we had.  It was extraordinary.  What more can I say?

And what’s the truth behind the strange Paul is Dead Story?

Listen man, I always deny that. I’m not dead. Believe me!

He took my hand and looked me right in the eye.  I told him that I believed him.  And he seemed to be relieved.

Thursday, December 4, 2014

BB-C ya



All photos belong to Graeme Leonard and are here with permission


Friend of this blog, Graeme Leonard, sent in these photos that he took of Paul McCartney at the BBC in London in December of 1985.   I really love them!   Look at that yellow sweater!   And the top one is funny.   Thank you Graeme!!!

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Starkey family

Not very often you find a photo after 1970 of Ringo without sunglasses on!  Ringo explained on the Arsenio Hall show in 1989 that after all the years of having flash bulbs going off in his face, his eyes are extremely sensitive to any light.    That is why he always wears the dark glasses.   He made it sound like it was orders by a doctor.   Such a shame because Ringo has such nice blue eyes.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Christine's Beatles adventures in 1985

More from Christine's time meeting the Beatles in 1980's.  This year is 1985 and she meets Paul and Ringo before the year ends.   This is from issue number 11 from 1995 of the Tokyo Beatles Fan Club Magazine.




Christine has asked that all of her stories and photo be removed.   7/5/13
What a shame.  I was really enjoying her photos and stories and I know others were as well.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

An Encounter with Julian in Chicago (of the Almost close kind)

So today I have a fan story about Julian Lennon during the height of his popularity, during the Valotte tour of 1985.  It was written by Kathy Burns and appeared in the June/July 1985 issue of the the Write Thing.

Julian in front of the Ambassador East Hotel, Chicago, April 24, 1985.  Photo by Jean Steinert

No we don't know what the shirt says either.  Photo by Jean Steinert


An Encounter with Julian in Chicago (of the almost close kind).
By Kathy Burns

This is the Reader’s Digest condensed version of what it was like in Chicago on April 24th (1985) when Barb Fenick, Jean Steinert, Debbie Stifter and I spent 24 hours in a return to childhood so-to-speak.

We arrived at our hotel around noon.  Barb was hoping to hear from a friend (also going to the concert), but since there was no message waiting and the friend wasn’t home, Barb left a message on her answering machine and we took off to find lunch.  We returned once again a couple hours later, the message light on the telephone was blinking away.  The message received?  “Try the Ambassador East.  Guess Who.”  Well, we may have been out of touch for the past few years, but we hadn’t forgotten that much that we worried about who “Guess Who” was, instead zeroing right in on the cryptic message.  Past experience told us not to call the Ambassador asking for Julian.  That would be too obvious and, besides, those people are paid to lie.  So in a 3 to 1 decision, Barb was elected to call the hotel and ask if Justin Clayton had checked in yet.  A simple yes or no would have sufficed, but instead she was put on hold.  A moment later those of us in the room heard her say, “Yes, I’m checking to see if Justin Clayton has checked in yet…Oh this is he? Well, we were just checking.”  End of conversation (sorry about that Justin!) and on to the decision making process of what to do with this new-found information.

It didn’t take long to decide that nothing was being achieved in our hotel and that we might as well head toward the ambassador.  Ignoring the old adage about Greeks bearing gifts, it was decided that we’d send up a copy of the last issue of The Write Thing to Julian’s room with a note explain who we were and that we’d wait  in the bar downstairs just in case, you know, he wanted to come down and say “hi” or whatever.  You know.

Once at the hotel, Barb took command and told them at the desk that she wanted the newsletter sent up to Julian Lennon’s room.  “I don’t know that he’s registered here” came back the curt reply from an overpaid employee from behind the desk (see what I mean about them being paid to lie?)  “It’s all right, we just talked to him,” Barb replied and turned away.  (We’ve got too many years behind us to be intimidated.)  And then it was to the bar to wait for that once chance in a million.  One good note about having aged a bit is now you look less conspicuous and can get away with waiting in a hotel bar.  Unheard on in the 60’s when we were only 15.

From the infamous Pump Room we could easily keep an eye on the lobby area though the departure of a band of Walt Disney people and the taping of a PM magazine type program only helped to add to the confusion.  In between trips to the bathroom and the telephone, Debbie and Barb were able to keep us abreast of just how many Valotte tour jackets were congregating in the lobby.

By 4:30 it became obvious that the action was moving out to eh front of the hotel where Julian’s entourage seemed to be waiting for their ride.   So much for the Pump Room, and it’s out to the street where, surprisingly, only two young fans were waiting.   It seemed only a matter of seconds before I looked up to see Julian standing there.  (I swear these people do not walk out door.  They simply appear.  It was the same with McCartney in London but that’s another story.)  The young fans who’d been waiting immediately approached him for an autograph while Debbie had the sense to hurry in for photos.  In a few seconds it took him to step and sign, I realized several things quite vividly 1).  Though there’s a resemblance to John and his mannerisms are similar, he really looked more like Cyn in person.  2). He’s smaller than I imagined.  3). He looked younger than 22 and 4).  The people with him keep a very hard eye on everyone in the vicinity.  That was probably the biggest jolt, though perhaps it shouldn’t have been that surprising all things considered.

We all eventually managed to click a few photographs before he disappeared into his van (the results of which ended up being embarrassingly poor).  There still was no driver, so Barb made an attempt to approach the van and get a few record sleeves autographed only to be told not to bother him just then but to come back after the concert.  OK.  Sounds good to us.  Exit to the Auditorium Theater.
The concert started on time with Simon Drake and Kirin.  The opinion of this magician-mime as an opening act seems to have been pretty unanimous.  He might very well be extremely good, but I, for one, couldn’t make heads or tails out of what he was doing.  And it wasn’t long before the crowd began to turn.  By the time Kirin came out dressed as E.T., the shouts had turned form “We want Julian!” to “E.T. Go home!”  Eventually they took the hint.   As seems apparent with most of the concerts he did, Julian’s audience was divided between the old Beatles fans and the young Julian Lennon addicts.  It was never more apparent than when the lights went down and the screams began.
For some reason I envisioned a Julian Lennon concert being very similar to his videos.  We were a little disappointed that the piano was set back so far as we figured that was where he’s spend most of the time.  Once the lights came up, my eyes immediately went to that area in search of.  But where was he?  And then, suddenly, there he was, flying out from the side stage and for a moment we wondered if it was John Lennon’s son we were seeing or Rod Stewart’s!  He is constant movement.  Through at times the words were lost in the screams, it was still fun to watch him move and marvel at his energy.

His is simply a “fun” concert.  If there were lulls as some critics suggested, they were unnoticed by us.  He is quite simply very, very good.  Given a little more time and experience and he will be great.  And if there was anyone disappointed by his performance, they were no where in our vicinity.
For the young fans, their obvious highlights came when he sang “Valotte.”  For the older fans, it had to have been “Stand by Me.”  I challenged any first generation fan there who didn’t feel a chill hearing him sing that song.  It was, for a moment, like being able to hear John in concert one last time.  On no other song have I heard him sound more like his father.  The encore of “Day Tripper” and “slippin’ and Slidin’” brought the concert to a too sudden end and then it was back to the hotel for us.
The entrance to the Ambassador East was a little different after the concert.  Before the van had returned, there were a good 25 to 30 people waiting around and this time there was a total sense of de ja-vu right down to the fans  breaking up to stand apart in their own little groups.  Shades of Abbey Road in the 60’s!

We all had our little jobs to do.  Jean and Debbie were in charge of taking pictures.  Barb and I would try for the autographed picture sleeves.  As the van rounded the corner, the crowd became more animated and since Barb was better able to move than I was, I suggested she take my picture sleeve and get it autographed with her three.  “Why don’t you take two, and I’ll take two” she suggested instead.  “Never mind” I replied looking up and seeing a flash go by.  “He’s already gone in.”  “WHAT?!”  And that was that.  Before we’d had a chance to even move, he was inside and up the elevator.  Even Paul McCartney has been known to drive around the block a couple times just so you know he’s coming.  Not this kid.  He can move.  Well, disappointed or not, we were just convulsed in laughter.  There’s no longer any way to deny it.  We’re getting old.  The young fans are screaming, “here he comes!” and we just have enough time to look up and say, “there he goes.”  So it was back to the bar to drown our sorrows, laugh in our beer as it was, and to watch.  The rest of the band came down but it was soon obvious there’d be no Julian.  Debbie got up enough nerve to ask Justin Clayton if Julian had received the newsletter (he had) and then it was back to our hotel to rest our weary bones and rehash the entire day’s events.

Thomas Wolfe was right.  You can never go home again.  But every so often it’s worth the try.  We’d do it all over again.  No hesitation.  And if McCartney ever tours again, at least we know we haven’t forgotten the tricks of the trade.  It might even be easier with him.  After all, he’s older now too.