I’m sure like me, you were grateful for any opportunity to enjoy yourself and forget about what was happening in the world. For me it was having the chance to spend more time with the family, enjoy nice meals (when I could taste them again after contracting Covid), go for a walk in the park, take photographs, enjoy music and of course the opportunity to research and write about early Beatles’ history.
The release of McCartney III was a welcome surprise, not only for the music, which for the most part I really enjoyed, but for the TV and print interviews Paul gave to promote it. Of course some of the questions he was asked were in the usual “I believe the song Yesterday came to you in a dream, can you tell me about that?” vein but over the last few years I’ve noticed that, when given the opportunity Paul will talk freely about the early pre-Beatles days in Liverpool and seems to enjoy doing so, perhaps because he hasn’t been asked about that period every day for the last 50 years.
I’ve said it before and I'll probably keep saying it until he agrees, but I’d really love to interview him in detail about his life up to say, 1963, and get him to fill in the blanks as best as he can remember. That goes for Ringo too.
When I read Mark Lewisohn’s ‘Tune In’ I was stunned by the observation that there are NO interviews or comments from John Lennon where he discusses Stuart Sutcliffe. This wasn't through any conscious decision by John not to speak about him, but because in all the interviews he gave not one person thought to ask. Of course, when somebody finally realised this omission, it was too late.
As interviews go BBC1’s “Idris Elba Meets Paul McCartney” was a mixed bag so far as the questions went but Paul looked like he was enjoying himself and once again when prompted seemed to delight in talking about his early days in Liverpool, his parents and his extended working-class family who became the yardstick against which everybody he met subsequently was measured.
'Cowboys At The School Dance' (c) Paul McCartney
The interview was interspersed with some nice home-movie footage and photographs including another never-before-seen Quarry Men era photo. That’s the FOURTH in recent years. Clearly the McCartney family have decided that the time is right for these early photos to have a wider audience.
Actually, this photograph has been seen before, but never in this quality. It was previously seen briefly in one of the pre-show films for one of Paul’s concert tours. A fan took the above screenshot which has been the one and only source of the picture until now. Comparing the two, it now looks like the fan shot was subject to a bit of touching up to try and repair the damage evident on John.
Eric sat the entry tests and was accepted as an officer cadet. In January 1958 he reported for duty at Liverpool docks to join the MV Debrett.
John 'Duff' Lowe is quoted in the book The Beatles Gear saying that John let George in about the same time as I joined. Skiffle was really falling apart. Len Garry had left too, so the tea-chest bass and the washboard were gone. All we were left with was Colin the drummer, John, Paul, George, and me. So it was definitely no longer a skiffle band, it was definitely country and rock then.
According to Colin Hanton, George made his debut playing with the group on stage at a school dance in Speke – just around the corner from his house in Upton Green. It was in early January 1958 – possibly Friday 3rd, sometime at the start of the new term.
This precedes the previously accepted date of George’s Quarry Men debut, at the wedding of Paul’s cousin Ian Harris on 8 March. Comparing the two photos, it's clear they weren't taken many weeks apart, their hair and instruments are identical, and George has yet to have the growth spurt that would bring him up to John and Paul's height. The cowboy shirts were probably not appropriate for a formal wedding.
Perhaps what is most interesting about the black and white photo is what you don't see: Colin Hanton.
In his book he reveals that there was an incident earlier in the evening that left him, pissed off, shall we say.
Eric Griffiths had invited Colin to join the Quarry Men. Colin hadn't liked the way Eric had been dismissed for this new kid but had kept quiet, accepted the inevitable and tried to move on. However, he'd recently had his own musical abilities questioned, by Pete Shotton, Paul McCartney and even the Quarry Men's manager Nigel Walley. He was starting to feel insecure in his position. Would he be the next one to go?
Eric Levy was a member of Lee Park Golf Club where Walley had an apprenticeship. Nigel collected and distributed the shirts but never did pay all the money owed to Levy because with the exception of Colin, who had a full-time job, the rest of the group never paid up, which must have been the cause of great embarrassment for Nigel whenever he crossed paths with Mr. Levy at the golf club.
For whatever reason, the Quarry Men had opted not to wear the shirts on stage to date, perhaps fearing they'd encounter Mr Levy before they settled the outstanding credit.
However, Colin realised things had changed as soon as he arrived at the School hall. There had been no prior rehearsal with George, at least one that Colin had been party to, and therefore no advance discussion about the Speke booking. Nigel had simply informed him of the booking by telephone.
I turned up with my drums and almost immediately I walked in the room my mood darkened. There they were – John, Paul and George resplendent in identical white cowboy shirts. I was instantly miffed. I recognised these shirts because I had one in my wardrobe at home. What really bugged me was that they had made sure ‘new’ boy George had a shirt but had forgotten to say anything to me about mine. I was further miffed by the fact that this meant I now stood out from the others, which I didn’t like, not one bit. Visually I didn’t fit in. In an instant I felt like I was on the edge of the group, an afterthought, not part of things: a passenger. (CH)**
George had only been a member of the Quarry Men for five minutes and already looked more a part of things than Colin. Presumably George was wearing the cowboy shirt intended for Eric. Note how he has his sleeves rolled up in the photo, a sign perhaps that the shirt was too big for him?
Geoff Nugent, later a member of one of the best Mersey Beat era groups The Undertakers lived close to George at 29 Marton Green. Like George he had a Hofner President guitar, but Geoff's had an electric pick-up. He recalls George turning up at his house and telling him he was going to audition for the Quarry Men. He asked Geoff if he could borrow his amp. Geoff said no. Although the amp was little bigger than a transistor radio it had costs Geoff's mother about sixteen guineas so he daren't lend it to him.
George was going up to the local girl's school, Speke Secondary Modern, on Central Avenue, just up the road from his house. I don't know the day or the date, but it was a dark night and that was where he told me he was going.
George had obviously followed Geoff's lead and acquired a pick-up for his guitar from somewhere.
I remember George had with him not only his hollow-bodied Hofner President guitar but since I’d first seen him at the Morgue, he’d attached a small pick-up to it. As I watched, somewhat agog, he was plugging a lead from his guitar into a small amp (that I later learned he’d borrowed from a friend). (CH)
According to Colin's book, George had persuaded a friend and fellow guitarist from Speke called Kenny Johnson to lend him his amp. Like Geoff Nugent, Kenny had taken some persuading. The amp was brand new and George was just ‘a kid’ but Kenny relented and lent it to him and so, the first time George played with the Quarry Men he did so as an ‘electric’ guitarist.***
George explained to Colin that he needed the amplification so that his solos could be heard.
In that very instant, skiffle was dead. The Quarry Men became an electrified rock ’n’ roll band. This was real innovation, and nobody had mentioned this to Colin either.
It wasn't one of their better nights. The stage was too big, Colin hadn't rehearsed with George before and as a result he sat at the back all night as a sulking 'non-cowboy'.
My favourite type of article on the Beatles, pre-fab days, love it, thank you Mark!
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