Monday morning I woke up from a dream where I met Sir Paul McCartney. I remembered he was putting on a concert in
City two days later. I had no intention on going to
the concert since I saw him in 2012 and I have very little money. I thought it
might be fun to do what all the Beatle-Mania fans did in the 1960’s and try to
get his autograph at the hotel he was staying. I knew it was a gamble
because there was no way to be certain where he was staying. I did not want to
drive four hours to Kansas City and
back without at least seeing him. But I decided to risk my “precious” time.
When I got to the hotel it was pretty dead. Only two other fans walked around trying to get a glimpse of him, and they left right away. I accidentally ventured on to private property that was not affiliated with the hotel and they told me to leave. I was bummed out and didn’t know what to do. I figured I drove all that way for nothing. Of course, later on I found out Paul was actually in that very hotel at the same time that I was. He had a disguised tour bus parked along side the valet.
After texting several people I decided I would go check out the venue he was performing at later that night, the
. When I got there I was
surprised to see fans standing around Paul McCartney’s vehicle entrance. I
figured security wouldn’t even allow that. I asked some guy what the hell was
going on and he said they were waiting for Paul to drive through the entrance.
We ended up waiting about four and a half hours (or so) standing in the sun. As
with any crowd I have ever been in, I eventually got pushed into kind of a
shitty spot. But it could have been worse. Sprint
When Paul finally arrived, waving out the window of a car just a few feet away, I was too concerned with getting an autograph to record a decent video. I knew an autograph was unlikely but my hopes were still high. It is kind of sad but oh well. Deal with it. I stood there for several hours to get a one-second view of Paul McCartney. And it was worth it.
I overheard someone say the concert wasn’t sold out so I decided to see if there were any tickets left. They had cheap seats in a shitty spot where Paul was facing away from us ninety-nine percent of the time. It was still worth it.
I think his
concert was even better than his St. Louis
one in 2012, partially because the audience didn’t suck as bad. After all, St.
Louis does suck a fat one. I expected him to sing all
the same songs he did the first time I saw him. To my surprise he played mostly
different ones; several from his “New” album. I hadn’t seen him perform the new
songs in person so it was pretty exciting for me. Of course, he used a lot of
his same stories and dialog from his recent live shows. It is kind of endearing though, like you're listening to Grandpa tell tales from WWII. But he did throw some
good improv in as well. At one point he pissed off the audience by mentioning
the Kansas City Chiefs. Apparently Kansas City
does not like the Chiefs and they got booed (sports fans, bleh). But it didn’t
stop Paul from bringing it up again later in the show.
As I said, my seats were pretty shitty since he was facing away from me. But I was still pretty close. Close enough to feel the heat from the fire effects in his performance of “Live and Let Die”. I felt more involved in what was going on this time around. And luckily I had an empty seat to each side of me. No fatties squishing me for once.
Paul did his usual tributes to John Lennon and George Harrison. But since most of the music was different it didn’t feel like the same exact show. At one point while singing “Blackbird” and “Here Today” the stage was lifted in to the sky. It was pretty emotional. I admit I got teary eyed a few times. Paul just has the gift of making people emotional with his magnificent music. His music has become religious for me because it is so powerful. Not only is he the most talented person on the planet but he also has the most interesting world-changing history. I think those two things are what sparked my love for Paul and The Beatles. It was the perfect combination, along with the fab friendships we all wish we could have.
And though I did not get my “Sgt. Pepper” album signed by Paul, it was still comforting to have my very first Beatles record beside me the entire trip.
Paul McCartney in Kansas City 2014 Photos