I Saw Her Standing There: The Beatles
It is Beatles’ Day in celebration of their Ed Sullivan appearance fifty years ago today. I know exactly where I was sitting in the living room when the curtain opened and they started to sing.
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February 9, 2014 at 1:04 pm
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February 9, 2014 at 3:26 pm
Nope, I can’t remember the Beatles 50 years ago, I was trapped inside my mother, who probably didn’t listen to these funny long-haired boys 😉
February 9, 2014 at 3:30 pm
Birgit,
I was trapped but that’s how most teenagers feel!
February 9, 2014 at 4:56 pm
We knew that the Beatles had gone to conquer America and a lot of people went to London airport to wish them well. Even more welcomed them home, and these things were live broadcasts on the television. We knew nothing of Ed Sullivan, but we knew the USA was a long way behind and then suddenly all the singles were in the American charts and they were releasing compilation albums.
We were glad that you liked them but it didn’t really matter. John, Paul, George and Ringo were a product of and reflected our society and the seismic changes that had begun. We had survived the winter of 63, the Profumo affair and Mandy and Christine and the great train robbery and Mac was gone and the Cambridge five were lying and spying and defecting to the USSR, and shared your grief in November. And the constant was the fast evolving music of the Beatles and their exposure and change to all forms of media
I know this is an important anniversary and it was wonderful that the Beatles kicked down the door for so many American youngsters. Somewhere jimmy Page was driving a lead guitar for Donovan, Mick dumping out of the LSE, Dusty building Motown style hair and Dave clark thinking the Tottenham sound would be a good idea…who is better ? the Dave Clark Five or the Beatles…Glad might have been felt all over but hey there really was no doubt.
The grammar school kids were out there as were the kids from the secondary modern. RSG screamed the weekend starts here, everyone fell in love with Cathy McGowan and everyone had their favorite Beatle….mine was Paul.
Heck, you had one evening with a strange dude who was more comfortable with Topo Gigio and we were going to put the pirates in to the North Sea.
February 9, 2014 at 7:47 pm
My Dear Hedley,
The radio hyped their arrive so the airport was filled with screaming fans, mostly female. We didn’t care where The Beatles came from. We just cared they had arrived in the flesh. Finally we would get to see The Beatles sing the songs which had been playing endlessly on the radio on every rock and roll station, and there seemed to be more stations every day. The heyday of our music was just starting, and it was ours, no mistake about it. It belonged to everyone, not just the British who spawned the best of those singers.
Here Motown crossed the color barrier, and we didn’t care if The Supremes were yellow, blue, black or white. We just loved their music.
The world was set up to change, and it started with four guys and their long hair.
February 9, 2014 at 5:53 pm
I wore a Beatle Wig to school some days after that program and was a temporary celebrity. I was accused of outlandish crimes including treason by the school administration.
February 9, 2014 at 6:19 pm
One of the plastic ones or a furry one that was a bit like a Cossack hat ?
February 9, 2014 at 7:51 pm
I remember it came in a bag with a cardboard header card that said “Authentic Beatle Wig”
February 9, 2014 at 8:13 pm
Beto,
Good thing it was authentic!
February 9, 2014 at 7:35 pm
Beto,
I can only imagine how a school would go wild. I remember around this time my brother was sent home from school of not wearing a shirt under his swather. All boys had to wear shirts with collars. Long hair would have undermined democracy!
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