But a dream I’ve been dreaming since I was a little girl actually did come true last Saturday night. I SAW, (AND WAS TECHNICALLY IN THE SAME ROOM AS) A BEATLE!!!!!!
Ringo might not have been as mysterious as George, as talented as Paul or as cool as John, but he was the charming, funny, and downright perfect drummer for the Beatles, and without him it just wouldn’t have worked. There was something just so wonderfully right about the four of them. I was 17 when my favourite Beatle, George Harrison sadly passed away, and I remember saying to my older brother John.... “ok, let's just deal with the reality, WE WERE BORN IN THE WRONG ERA….. we’re never going to see a Beatle!!” and while I was fine with that, there was always this little spark of hope that one day I might.
John. Paul. George. Ringo. These four guys will never ever know who I am, and will never know what a significant impact their music, movies, personalities and everythingness had on me growing up. Not one other artist in any other medium will ever come close to meaning as much to me as the Beatles do.
So, anyway, on Saturday night Me, Mr. Coleman, my brother John and his wife (and my best bud) Ash, went to Festival Hall in and saw a legend.
What can I say? He is 72. Fit as a fiddle. Funny. Energetic. He sang the crowd favourites. I cried.
What a guy.
PS Sorry picture quality isn't awesome, but how could I not share!!!???