Ghost

The world inside my mind

paulie-you-can-drive-my-car:

mullet—of—kintyre:

mullet—of—kintyre:

 Diane Levine,the girl who caught Paul’s eye.
Well, I’ve always kept it a secret.  But for the 20th anniversary, it’s okay.  I hope Paul doesn’t mind.It started at a private beach.  Three of my friends and I were relaxing after taking the college boards.  I was seventeen.  We were Seniors at Miami Beach High School.We heard sirens.  We thought it was an ambulance or something.  There they were.  They popped out of a car.  They were white—blue-white, skinny.  They looked white because everyone in Miami Beach is tanned.  We couldn’t believe our eyes for a minute.  I backed up.  I was totally blown away.A bunch of people were converging on them—press photographers.  The Beatles were in the water taking pictures.  Some girls were chasing Paul.  I  was standing by myself.  He was coming in my direction.  At that point I was really thrilled.  I held out my hand.  I said, “I don’t want an autograph.  I don’t want to rape you.  I just want to shake your hand and welcome you  to the United States.”It’s not like I was a spectacular beauty.  I  was really quite shy.  He had sand and water on his hand.  He sort of wiped his hand on his bathing suit and shook my hand.  Then he said, “Come with me.”  We ran toward a house where the entourage was.  He sat me down and just started to joke immediately.  I felt so at home with Paul.  We had this Gemini thing in common, I suppose.  We really clicked.  It was very nice.After we talked for about 45 minutes, he was whisked away.  He yelled out form thecar window, “come to the concert.”  so I went to the Deauville Hotel, but I didn’t have a ticket. A man who had been taking our pictures on the beach came running out.  He said, “Wait, I’ll get you into the show.  Paul said he wants to see you.”When the show was over, I was taken up to the room.  The Beatles were just as excited about the show as everyone else.  After they left, the hotel guard told me I had to leave.  I gave the guard a note thanking the Beatles and wishing them luck.  I said I was sorry I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.  I left my father’s number and my home number.Then next day, when I dropped by my father’s office after school, he said, “Who is this Paul McCartney calling you?”

paulie-you-can-drive-my-car:

mullet—of—kintyre:

mullet—of—kintyre:

 Diane Levine,the girl who caught Paul’s eye.

Well, I’ve always kept it a secret.  But for the 20th anniversary, it’s okay.  I hope Paul doesn’t mind.

It started at a private beach.  Three of my friends and I were relaxing after taking the college boards.  I was seventeen.  We were Seniors at Miami Beach High School.

We heard sirens.  We thought it was an ambulance or something.  There they were.  They popped out of a car.  They were white—blue-white, skinny.  They looked white because everyone in Miami Beach is tanned.  We couldn’t believe our eyes for a minute.  I backed up.  I was totally blown away.

A bunch of people were converging on them—press photographers.  The Beatles were in the water taking pictures.  Some girls were chasing Paul.  I  was standing by myself.  He was coming in my direction.  At that point I was really thrilled.  I held out my hand.  I said, “I don’t want an autograph.  I don’t want to rape you.  I just want to shake your hand and welcome you  to the United States.”

It’s not like I was a spectacular beauty.  I  was really quite shy.  He had sand and water on his hand.  He sort of wiped his hand on his bathing suit and shook my hand.  Then he said, “Come with me.”  We ran toward a house where the entourage was.  He sat me down and just started to joke immediately.  I felt so at home with Paul.  We had this Gemini thing in common, I suppose.  We really clicked.  It was very nice.

After we talked for about 45 minutes, he was whisked away.  He yelled out form thecar window, “come to the concert.”  so I went to the Deauville Hotel, but I didn’t have a ticket. A man who had been taking our pictures on the beach came running out.  He said, “Wait, I’ll get you into the show.  Paul said he wants to see you.”

When the show was over, I was taken up to the room.  The Beatles were just as excited about the show as everyone else.  After they left, the hotel guard told me I had to leave.  I gave the guard a note thanking the Beatles and wishing them luck.  I said I was sorry I didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.  I left my father’s number and my home number.

Then next day, when I dropped by my father’s office after school, he said, “Who is this Paul McCartney calling you?”

50 years ago today, on february 9, 1964,  the bealtes played on the ed sullivan show for the very first time. [they played 5 songs in total. in order: all my loving, till there was you, she loves you, i saw her standing there, and i wanna hold your hand.]

(Fuente: thebeatlesordie)

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