Live: Pavilion Gardens Ballroom, Buxton, Derbyshire
Lördagen ägnade sig The Beatles åt att framträda för andra och sista gången på Pavilion Gardens Ballroom i Buxton. Första framträdandet på platsen ägde rum den 6 april 1963.
Var detta månne den första riktigt omvälvande konserten med The Beatles där fansen skapade en enorm oreda à la Beatlemania?
En reporter från Sunday Mirror rapporterade: Helt otroliga scener ägde rum i auditoriet ikväll. Ett dussin fanatiska fans, och det fanns cirka 2000 åskådare i publiken, försökte klättra upp på scenen genom polisens avspärrningar. Beatles fortsatte att spela medan flickorna härjade runt dem. Polisen var tvungen att bokstavligen dra av dem från scenen. En av poliserna sa: ”Det här är otroligt. Vi behövde hjälp av femtio personer för att återställa säkerheten. ”
Texten ovan i tidningen är från en insändare som heter Philips Palmer från Bedstone Curt i Bucknell, Shropshire. Philip varnar Brian Epstein för att låta The Beatles delta i filmer. Han hänvisar till att även Elvis Presley och Billy Furu var med i filmer som inte gjorde artisten bättre.
“Be careful, Brian! Reader’s warning ”. Recently, Brian Epstein, manager of the Beatles and Billy J. Cramer, said they were going to appear in films soon, possibly for the new year. He even intends to create his own company for this. Before using them in films, I believe he will make a careful selection of these films. Before that, Presley too often starred in very weak films, perhaps to satisfy his fans, since he had few touring performances. Fury made the mistake of starring in Keep Calm, so there are plenty of examples. Cliff Richard is the only singer who actually managed to do it on a grand scale. So, I would advise Mr. Brian to think twice before doing something hasty.
Texten på sidan 6 ovan är inte helt lätt att läsa. Så för att underlätta finns samma text – lite mer lättläst – nedan:
They called me The Fifth Beatle. But the official title is ”road manager”. The bloke who has to get the Beatles out of bed, who has to see that they have something to eat – who acts as a sort of buffer between the four of them and the people they may not have time to meet.
I’ve known Paul and George since we were at school together. It’s been about 10 years now. John I’ve known for the last five years. And Ringo since he joined the group.
They’re a marvellous bunch of charaters. People keep asking if there’s anything special aboutthem – but of course most things have been already written about them. I’ll tell you this though. They can’t stand anyone smoking near them when they’ve just woken up. They all smoke themselves, but the smell of a fag early in the morning is just too much for them.
Really though, they are pretty easy to handle. A fantastic change has come over their status since I first became their road manager – that was in the days before Brian Epstein became their manager.
They could move about anywhere easily in the early days. Now, more often than not they have to stay in their hotel. Outside, there is usually a crowd of fans. And even if they’ve found a fairly secret hiding-place, they just can’t walk round the town anywhere, because they’d be mobbed.
So, they stay in bed until the very latest possible time. There’s nowhere else to go. I have to get them up, get their food, organised. They all go for things like steak, though Ringo can’t stand the sight of onions.
About the only thing they can’t face to look at is ham or tongue. This is because that most often late evenings in hotels you can get hold of only sandwiches. That’s because of many late night at hotels when that’s been the only choic for sandwiches. They got fed up to the teeth with them. Nowadays I try to lay on some chicken or cheese . . . and put the order in as early as possible.
Another of my jobs is answering the phone on their behalf. Often it goes non- stop. But now the people not get through to the boys, unless they say who they are, what they’re calling about and that sort of thing. Otherwise, each Beatle would do nothing but talking on the phone.
I also have to get them out of their hotel. This is usually a problem. Now it’s a bigger one. You see, I’m recognized by the fans as being with the Beatles. Before, I could go out unnoticed and get the car, and theboys would just troop in. Now I have to keep in the background and the new road manager, Mel Evans, goes out for the car.
It all had to be planned like a military operation.
But don’t get the idea that the boys try to avoid the fans. They’d love to meet them all. The trouble is that it so often leades to riot scenes.
Most of our travelling by road is done in one car with the equipment going on in the van. This is the tidiest way because the journeys are ’too complicated for the Beatles to use their own cars’.
No, it’s all a good life if you don’t weaken. My dutis vary a lot from day to day. I cetainly wouldn’t change the life for anything.
But the biggest problem, no matter where we are, is simply . . .to get John, Paul, George and Ringo out of their beds!
Och så här se sid 7 i samma tidning ut.