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In light of his 70th birthday, and my return to blogging after a sabbatical, I’m going to share my three favorite Paul McCartney moments. It was inspired by the  Beatles Fest page. They asked what was your favorite Paul memory, so I gave them two.
(This also might be my shortest blog post ever so enjoy it while it lasts).

1) In the movie “Help!” when they’re being chased through the pub, he gives this little “Ah!” scream. It’s almost inaudible, but when you notice it you notice it. It’s almost like they were told react more so he did what most twenty something guys would do, “Ah!” It’s such a guy thing and one of the first times I thought he was adorable.

2)He made me a fan when he was on Letterman. David Letterman is all excited, he finally has Paul on the show. He tells him all the times he’s tried,different things he’s done, and he asks him, “Why haven’t we been able to get you on the show?” Paul looks at Letterman and says, “I don’t like the show.” Best. Moment. Ever. When you say you don’t like the show, you’re saying you don’t like Letterman. I’m not a Letterman fan and I felt the burn, but it was the best.

3) When Paul visits Cirque du Soleil to see how Love is coming along. He hasn’t had any updates, and as a producer, he is a little curious. They gather all the artists and performers in this little room and they’re nervous, chatting away. Guards come down the hall and you see this backlit figure actually bounce down the hallway like he was a teenager. They erupt in applause for Paul. He thanks them and they don’t stop so he waves his hands for “quiet” and the room silences. He’s impressed, does a little face, didn’t think they’d actually fall silent.

They perform the show for him. As anytime you have the boss or someone important around, things go wrong. If you have a whirligig, the gig won’t whirl. They can’t save it and the production halts while they fix things. Paul doesn’t seem to care. He has this far off look in his eye and he’s thinking. Then he tells this story about performing with the band to whoever he’s sitting with. It was so laid back like it was a grandfather strolling down memory lane.

The production gets up and running and they finish strong. They’re shaking his hand afterwards apologizing profusely. “Hey, we understand,” he nods. And he does. If anyone understands things happen, it would be him.

Happy birthday, Paul, and have many more.