I hope you enjoy these stories. If you ever went to a Beatle concert, or know somebody who did, please send me a story about it!
My brothers
David and Glen saw them in '65 at Maple Leaf Gardens in Toronto.
The concert was promoted by Shopsy's -- a meat processing
company, and since my father was in the food business, owning
grocery stores he was able to get tickets for them. My parents
went next door to the Gardens while Dave and Glen attended the
concert. My mom still says she never saw anything like it.
Mounted police were outside on Carlton street trying to control
the crowds. The horses panicked in the crowds with all the
"Beatlemania" happening around them and threw the
police off their backs. Nextdoor, my parents tried to have a meal
but the sound of the screaming was shaking the walls of the
building. Inside the
Gardens, Dave and Glen witnessed history in 25 minutes. None of
which was barely heard. "What song are they playing -- I
think it's Dizzy Miss Lizzy?" A girl behind them was so
overcome she threw up down Glen's back. Outside my
parents were having serious second thoughts about the safety of
this concert, but soon it was all over. David said years later
that Lennon was right. A Beatle concert was like tribal rights. -- By Brian
Johnson bjohnson@mitm.net Hi! My name's
Amparo. I'm from Barcelona, Spain. Do you remember? "TRES
CONEJOS EN EL CAMPO, TOCANDO EL TAMBOR..." I'm 32. I was
born on October 1965. My story begins on January 1965, when there
was a wedding. At the end of June, they have their first quarrel.
She wanted to go
to de best concert of the century in Spain (Beatles concert, of
course). He didn't. He didn't like Beatles. He was afraid of her,
because she was pregnant, and in Spain then politics was a
thrill. But she loved The Fabfour, and she went with a
friend...and with her baby inside. This woman was my mother. I
feel I love Beatles since then. Their music impacted me inside my
mother. I couldn't see them but...I could hear their music, and
it was the best experience of my "life" (Ji,Ji).
And...that's all, beatlefans around the world. Sorry about my bad
english. -- By Amparo
Garcia i Jordi Melgosa 26268agb@comb.es I was 13, my
sister was 10 and we had seventh row seats at Atlanta Stadium.
The Beatles were performing on second base, and our seats were at
home plate. I can still remember how I felt when they walked out!
The whole place was mass screaming, boys and girls! The first
song they sang was "Twist and Shout". I took a pen and
paper to write down all the songs but I was too excited to write.
I remember the man next to me had brought his son to the concert
and he spent the entire concert with his fingers firmly planted
inside his ears! Many girls fainted and had to be carried outside
on stretchers and when I got back outside where my mother and
aunt were waiting, she said she had to check out every girl they
brought outside because she just knew it would be me. I'm 46 now
and my sister is 43, but it seems like yesterday - I only wish I
still had some form of memorabilia from the concert, but of
course I cut every picture from the program up and put it on my
wall. What a memory, though. -- By Dianne
Hardin LHa58023@concentric.net
