Post by yerblues1968 on Aug 12, 2009 1:28:40 GMT -5
Thank you Eppylover for posting the link to your journal of the Detroit concert. My, The Beatles were wearing wide pinstripe suits. It would be very rare to see any rock band wearing that style on stage. Not bad, though. You have several photos of The Beatles at the concert. Well, where is their manager, Brian? He is always with 'his boys' when they are performing at a concert. Didn't you see him anywhere?? Was he detained? Where is his picture? Did your camera run out of film?
Well, where is their manager, Brian? He is always with 'his boys' when they are performing at a concert. Didn't you see him anywhere?? Was he detained? Where is his picture? DId your camera run out of film?
For the answer to those and other possible questions, go on and read through all the comments and replies following that LiveJournal entry.
Funny thing ~ many times the commentaries after my old posts are much more informative and entertaining than the posts themselves. ;D
Post by yerblues1968 on Aug 12, 2009 22:40:39 GMT -5
I read some of the posts on your LiveJournal. It sounds like you would have a hard time putting in film in your little camera even if you did see Brian, and that The Beatles' performances were brief. My impression is the concert was not very long. Perhaps, Brian was hiding behind the stage where no one can see him?
From the description of the audience, it sounds like there were a lot of girls screaming when seeing The Beatles. Apparently, you are the opposite. Upon seeing Brian, you would probably run up the stage and start screaming at Brian! You would be so amazed that you are actually looking at him that you would faint. Then, the girls around you would think you fainted seeing the Beatles. ;D
Unfortunately, like you say The Beatles quit touring to your disappointment of hopes of seeing them (or Brian) again and then Brian's untimely passing. I am glad you were able to take pictures of the concert. At least you got to see The Beatles while they were touring your area, which is probably the closest to seeing Brian.
Post by christine~ on Aug 13, 2009 12:01:14 GMT -5
Good grief, John. NO.
I certainly hope you're not being serious, and you're simply making a misfired attempt at picking on me ~ LOL ~ because I have never been that "fannish" type of person you describe. In fact, that was one of the reasons I almost didn't go to Detroit ~ I didn't want to be associated with those squealy-girly types.
Prior to being drawn to the harmonies and brilliance of Beatle/George Martin music, TeenChristine was a lover of classical compositions and the Ramsey Lewis/Peggy Lee genre of jazz
From 1964 through 1970, whenever a new Beatles release was played on radio, TeenChristine's first reaction would be, "Ugh, the rock'n roll of children!" ...however, after a few more repeats of a Beatle piece, another musical level was apparent, which hooked me. There was just SOMETHING about ALL Beatle music that transcended the norm of plain pop music ~ and this was not primarily due to George Martin, either, as some have postulated. Leonard Bernstein recognized and acknowledged it ~ and he, above all others, should have known. I assume this was the same musical genius that Brian, himself a lover of only classical and show tunes, intuitively sensed and picked up on.
You would be so amazed that you are actually looking at him that you would faint.
Ugh. Far from it. If Brian had been in sight, I most likely would have been so self-aware of my inferior status that I would simply sit and smile a lot ~ excited, yet despairing of my anonymity. If I ever wanted to gain his attention, acting like the silly girls in the audience would NOT have been the way ~ indeed, would have been counterproductive to an actual acquaintance. Almost impossible for sure, but why TOTALLY obliterate any future chances by acting like the typical rabid fan? I mean, I thought I had literally YEARS to prepare my strategy, learn the ropes, climb the ladder, and finally be properly introduced to him on a more equal basis.
Ideally, if the chance ever came, I wanted to present myself in a respectful, dignified yet hopefully humorous/clever manner. He was known to have made friends with musical or stage artistes, journalists and a few businessmen. Since I am the furthest thing from a businessman, my choices were either performer or writer. With my limited yet apparent musical ability, a performer was a vague possibility ~ but journalist seemed to be the best bet. My plans were taking shape in 1965-67, but he shot a fatal hole through it all when he took that one Carbitral too many.
As a result, I was left feeling rudderless with no real goal in life, other than to try and be "normal," get married, etc. ~
~ until the advent of the internet, which led to my discovery of Martin Lewis's Brian Epstein website in 1996 or 98, and then Van Donovan's encouragement (with him naming me "eppylover") to share our "Brianage" and "Eppiness" via LiveJournal ~ which then brought me to the attention of The Fifth Beatle production company here.
Not the same as hobnobbing with the real-life Brian, of course, but it is what it is, for what it's worth.
Running up to the stage and being amazed? Hell, no! It is to laugh. I'm more like a guy and have never squealed nor acted like many of the other silly-ass females. In everyday life, where women will weep and cry about something, I tend to pace floors and hit walls and cuss and shut myself away to watch TV or read.
Come to think of it, at the concert, my two friends (one a Paul-fancier and the other a John-fancier) also refused to lower themselves to acting squealy and fannish. To us, it would have been humiliating and self-denigrating in a way. Not to knock the ones who did it. We simply did not fit the fan stereotype.
In Detroit's Olympia Stadium, which was actually used for sports, the stage was central and the seating went completely around the stage. There was no "backstage" ~ so when the time came, the boys were escorted from and to the locker room area between two heavy lines of police officers.
It sounds like you would have a hard time putting in film in your little camera ...
I really didn't have "a hard time" with the camera. I simply did not want to take the time and risk missing anything by looking down and re-loading a camera. Don't you remember how you had to open the back, remove the used film, then open the new film and thread it over to the other spool, etc. etc...? I would have missed far too much, because every second counted!
Well, like I said, the information in the comment replies following my posts often surpass the actual content of the posts. Probably because I was going into detail responding to the comments, instead of just pulling stuff out of my head. Whatever.
Last Edit: Aug 17, 2009 10:19:24 GMT -5 by christine~
Post by yerblues1968 on Aug 14, 2009 0:34:51 GMT -5
Thanks Eppylover. No, I was not trying to poke fun at you. If I sounded that way, I am sorry. I was trying to add some humor to the missed encounter with Mr. Brian Epstein in Detroit. I had hoped you had taken some photos of Brian. But knowing you, if you were able to take some pictures of him, you would be the first to let us know. You did try.
When I was growing up, I couldn't understand why women were screaming at The Beatles. I really could not understand it. It would be very scary to me to be in the midst of many women screaming. I would be scared if women were screaming at me. I would run. It was not until much later when I had gotten older that I gradually began to understand that the women screaming at The Beatles were screaming of excitement and happiness. I had always associated screaming with pain. But when being a young adolescent, screaming girls to me was terrifying.
I thought you being a young lady, you may have had similar emotions like those teenage girls screaming at The Beatles due to excitement, but with your attention toward Brian Epstein. Interesting to hear from you that you would have taken a different approach to Brian. Initially, you would be nervous in his presence but would take careful consideration on how you would present yourself if you were to meet him personally one day. I admire you for taking a lot of thought on how you would carry yourself, especially with someone as highly regarded as Brian Epstein.
From what you posted, it appears you really did have serious plans to actually try to meet him by using your talent to gain his respect. It would have been a much better way to approach him and for him to remember you in a more favorable way, rather than a fan desiring his autograph. You were so serious to meet him that you were willing to visit him in England but to be viewed from a mature level.
I find that there is much truth that one life can affect so many. I can only guess how things may have been if Brian were here today. His sudden, unfortunate passing touched so many people's lives on so many levels. Of course, we know The Beatles were never the same when he died.
So, Eppylover, you inspire us by having the LiveJournal, MySpace, your own Eppylover channel on YouTube and the Fifth Beatle forum (perhaps there are more). You keep Brian Epstein's memory alive. His legacy was more than being a Beatles manager. He did so much more beyond that during his brief life on earth. I think you carry a torch for him, that the world would know Brian Epstein had truly touched our lives.