I know this isn’t strictly to do with normal TV Cream matters, but this blog has been flying the flag for Macca almost from day one, so regular readers won’t be entirely surprised by what follows.
I was lucky enough to be at Anfield last night along with fellow TV Cream-ite Chris Hughes and 36,000 others to see Paul McCartney’s contribution to Liverpool’s otherwise utterly-ignored and (as far as I can see) justly-maligned year as the European Capital of Culture. And it was the best gig I have ever seen.
The atmosphere probably wasn’t captured in full on the TV highlights, but the air inside the ground was crackling with excitement, awe, wonderment and a dozen other emotional extremes. This was heady stuff indeed.
The man was on peak form, playing for almost two hours, doing everything from Penny Lane to C Moon to Blackbird to Jet to I Saw Her Standing There. It was captivating. I’ve never experienced anything like it, and the fact I assuredly never will again just made it all the more overwhelming. To be hearing the person who wrote Let It Be, The Long And Winding Road and Yesterday singing those songs in front of you, songs that the whole world knows, left me about as moved as I’ve ever been. To be singing along with so many thousands of others in unison, word perfect, was heartbreaking.
And coming 24 hours after one of the best episodes of Dr Who to date, it made for about as good a weekend as you can get.
Anyway, that is all. Back to mundane boring observations about old telly and stuff tomorrow.
Here’s a list of songs he played (not in the right order, mind):
I Saw Her Standing There
I’ll Follow The Sun
Drive My Car
Got To Get You Into My Life
Day In The Life
Back In The USSR
Hey Jude (“Now c’mon, just the ladies, let’s hear it girls!”)
The Long And Winding Road
Let It Be
Something (dedicated to George and played on a ukelele he gave Paul as a present)
Live And Let Die
My Love (dedicated to Linda)
Let Me Roll It
Band On The Run
A new song about Liverpool I didn’t know
Give Peace A Chance
Hippy Hippy Shake