March 2012
*laughs* I get plenty of notes. If people want to edit them all, they’re welcome to do that themselves.
A Hard Day’s Night. I watched it on a whim, not knowing anything at all about the Beatles, by the time the opening credits had passed I’d fallen in love, and immediately watched it two more times.
That was the real start of it.
The rest of it is just good old-fashioned fangirling.
Not least “fast” was a celebration party at Bruce Welch’s home - Bruce, rhythm guitarist of the shadows. Fans were dreaming up rumours of terrible fussin’ and feudin’ between the two groups: the Shadows who’d had it all their own way for a long time, and the Beatles, who’d taken just a few months to be in the position of fastest disc-sellers in the business.
The rumour-purveyors should have been at that party. Bruce Welch, quiet-spoken and ever smiling guitar-star, invited along Cliff Richard and the other Shadows and the Beatles. The two groups had crossed paths on tour and had become firm buddies. Their musical tastes were pretty similar - both teams going for the R and B standards from America.
Tea was poured, usually by Cliff - and the Shadows dared the Beatles to give a demonstration of their next record. John Lennon produced a guitar - “just happened to have one with me” - and the boys did a short session. But they insisted on imitating the Shadows as much as possible, producing the in-step leg movements - and also producing some deliberately out-of-tune guitar sounds.
In came Cliff to insist that the Shadows should retaliate. “Come on fellers,” he said. “We can do better than that.” And he led them into a wild onslaught to the Beatles’ less formal style of playing. The Shadows don’t boast as much hair as the Beatles - but what they did have was waggled from side to side with great enthusiasm.
” — The True Story of the Beatles, Billy Shepherd (1964)I’m just going to post a few and hope the one you need is there. :)







Hope that helped!
goingintodeepwater replied to your post: Hi! I’m very proud. Your amazing photos give me erection.
Hahaha—-this is going to be my catch phrase for the day….just substitute “photos” for anything….like “Hi Mrs. Davis…your new purse gives me erection.” (Really sounds like a nice fan struggling with the language, tho’, y’think?)
*L* It sounds like a lovely fan struggling with the contents of their trousers. And being quite proud of it!