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local program more than two hundred pounds—a budget-wrecking prospect. We were stuck with half a film. To add to my confusion, I was now an obsessed Beatles fan, trailing after the lads as they played a dismal assortment of Northern clubs, village halls, and a dance promoted by a local horticultural society. The Oasis club in Manchester was a rare classy venue. But a couple of weeks after our filming in the Cavern, in early September 1962 the Beatles recorded a session in Abbey Road Studios in London and met a producer called George Martin. Things were moving, and the posters were getting more excited: the sensational beatles, they’re terrific, you must see them! My failure to give Epstein a date for the film to appear on TV was becoming acutely embarrassing. At the beginning of October, Brian Epstein mounted his most ambitious promotion to date—at the Tower Ballroom, New Brighton, just across the river Mersey from Liverpool—a five-and-a-half-hour rock ’n’ roll spectacular, headed by Little Richard and featuring the Beatles. I wandered along the dispiriting Mersey waterfront, gazing out at the mudbanks and wondering what I could say to Brian. I sweated through Little Richard’s screaming rock ’n’ roll assault, and then witnessed the Beatles bringing the house down. As they left the stage, Epstein found me and pinned me in a corner. “When are you going to put the boys on TV?” he hissed, switching on the intimidating patrician glare that would help to propel his boys to global stardom. “Just a few days now, Brian,” I promised. I had no idea how to make that happen. With the Cavern film still marooned by the unaffordable brass band, there was only one way out. I had to persuade the producer of the nightly magazine show to let them do a live spot in the studio. He was a kindly Australian eccentric, given to commissioning bizarre items such as sketches performed by political fish puppets, or mounting competitions to find the most attractive big toe in the North West. After sustained lobbying by Dick Fontaine and me, he yielded. “OK kiddos,” he sighed, “next Wednesday.”

How the Beatles Rocked the Kremlin  

A fascinating examination of the enduring popularity of the Beatles in the former Soviet Union by a writer who was there from the beginning,...

How the Beatles Rocked the Kremlin  

A fascinating examination of the enduring popularity of the Beatles in the former Soviet Union by a writer who was there from the beginning,...