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The Rock-itt : January 2012
What Brian saw as he made his way downstairs and peered across the room through the haze of cigarette smoke, was a small stage in that dank, dark, dingy crumbling brick cellar, with a band that was sending the local youth of Liverpool into a cold sweat. There they stood, their youthful faces full of life and vitality, guitars slung across their thin sweaty bodies, clad in black leather jackets and jeans........ four young men having the time of their lives, sharing repartee with their audience and belting out raw but good rock and roll, which had their young audience entranced Right from first sight and despite their raucous behaviour and casual approach to how an entertainer should behave before an audience, Brian could see som ething special in these four young lads which again caught his interest. Yes, they were raw yet som ewhat experienced. Their relaxed demeanour gave them an aura of having full control of what was going on as Brian realised this was their turf and they were in charge. It’s now 2012 and here we are with another instalment of “Rock & Roll History”. I have to admit that I was in two minds as I sat down to write this issue as I felt a little guilty at overindulging for my own satisfaction and not considering the reader. This era has fascinated me more than any other in Rock’s history. It would be the music evolution of the 60s and the enormous cultural youth revolution that it spawned that was my era, my awakening to music and all things a young adolescent boy finally has to face while growing up. Actually, but then again.... what the hell, I’m going to be a little self centered seeing as I’m giving up my Boxing Day to write this for you. If you can recall from last issue, in 1961 the Beatles were no more than a struggling four piece outfit playing in an old dungeon like venue in a basement called “The Cavern Club”, under the streets of Liverpool, England. As fate at times happens, on a certain day when The Beatles were playing a lunch time gig, Brian Epstein, a local record store owner, entered the venue to find out what this group was all about. Apparently there had been two or three enquiries by some young locals at his shop about a record The Beatles were on as a backing group for English entertainer, Tony Sheridan, called “My Bonnie”. This had woken Epstein’s interest and prompted him to visit “The Cavern”, which was only a couple of hundred yards down the road, to investigate what all the fuss was about. Help us to keep The Rock-itt magazine out there by advertising in our pages. The cost is very affordable and the results are impressive. Call Pete on: Ph: 9975 1105 or 0438751101 or Email: email@example.com Let’s keep ROCKIN’ around the Beaches Using what they had learnt in the rough and tumble maze of bars and beer halls in the red light brothel district of Hamburg, Germany, The Beatles seemed confident and aloof. They had learnt their trade well in an environm ent where a lot of British bands went for their so called musical apprenticeship. Hamburg had been good for The Beatles, now young yet brash and confident. This Month: The British Invasion of the Sixties Part 2