Tune In (The Beatles: All These Years, #1)

by Mark Lewisohn

But before we could go we had to grow a drummer, so we grew one in West Derby in a club called Some Casbah and his trouble was Pete Best. We called “Hello, Pete, come off to Germany!” “Yes!” Zooooom. After a few months, Peter and Paul (who is called McArtrey, son of Jim McArtrey, his father) lit a Kino (cinema) and the German police said “Bad Beatles, you must go home and light your English cinemas.” Zooooom, half a group. But even before this, the Gestapo had taken my friend little George Harrison (of Speke) away because he was only twelve and too young to vote in Germany; but after two months in England he grew eighteen, and the Gestapoes said “you can come.” So suddenly all back in Liverpool Village were many groups playing in gray suits and Jim said “Why have you no gray suits?” “We don’t like them, Jim” we said speaking to Jim. After playing in the clubs a bit, everyone said “Go to Germany!” So we are. Zooooom. Stuart gone. Zoom zoom John (of Woolton) George (of Speke) Peter and Paul zoom zoom. All of them gone. Thank you club members, from John and George (what