Anyhoo, my oldest daughter’s soul has become apparent in the last year or so and she is recycled from the 60’s herself. She likes to refer to herself as The Happy L’il Hippy and is usually immersed in retro styles and music. Luckily I’m cool with patchouli (thanks Mom!) and paisley. She was the one who saw the ad for the tribute band to the Beatles, Let It Be. It was coming to our city. It also happened to be on the evening of my birthday which would give me a great excuse not to cause a fire with candles and cake. And it’s the closest I’ll ever get to attend a Beatles concert. We were in.
Fittingly, the concert was held in one of our oldest and most grand theaters. Other than the woman at the t-shirt stand hawking paper-thin shirts for thirty bucks (cash only!) it was a great time. I can’t say it was on par with the incredible light and sound shows of today because of the nature of the show. This was as if you were going to see the Beatles playing the Cavern in Liverpool, England in 1961. Think four men in suits with guitars bopping up and down to I Want to Hold your Hand. But it was very true to the time and great nonetheless. There were two old timey televisions set up on either side of the stage that helped get you in the timeframe. While the performers got a quick drink and the set was changed; the black and whites showed commercials that were on TV and the political news that was relevant to the year.
What I want to say most is how impressed I was with the musical ability of the men. I feel I have the credentials to say this, having a music degree myself. They really knew their stuff. Paul and John played both guitar and keyboard and played them well. This Paul actually played the acoustic left -handed and the electric right-handed. I think I’m the only one who picked up on that. FYI: I am also left handed and feel qualified in my comment. Not many artists, besides the original Paul McCartney, play any guitar left-handed.
The other performers also studied their respective artist down to the tiniest detail. Even though we had good seats their facial features were lost to us without opera glasses or binoculars. Their mannerisms were true to their artist and how they moved and acted during those specific concerts. Each Beatle sounded incredibly like the originals whether it was talking or singing. When Paul gave a little speech as an intro to Let it Be, my daughter ‘oohed’ because it felt so real. I was with her and so was the rest of the audience. It was a beautiful bonding moment to remember the message of peace and love.
Can you imagine what a great job that is to have, to be crazy about music and the Beatles. They get to be one and get paid for it. The energy and devotion made a great show. Catch it if you can and go back in time.