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"Wings Over the Universe at the Speed of Light"


 

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How it all began

Capital Center - Landover, Maryland

"Paul McCartney and Wings Over America at the Speed of Sound" was a magical night at the Capital Center. I heard and saw Paul McCartney, a Beatle, live in concert for the first time. Wow! It was a milestone in my life. I was floored and excited when I learned that everyone was welcome to walk up to the stage and see the band up close. I was thrilled that Paul and Linda wanted to keep the floor area open so all fans could enjoy the band equally.

After the concert, I was buzzing with excitement. The songs and music echoed in my head all night. The next morning, I woke up from a very pleasant dream.

I dreamt I was still at the concert, standing by the stage, lost in the music, feeling an almost out-of-body euphoria. Then, somehow, I was ushered backstage with a few others. I remember hanging out with the band and talking to everyone. Paul and Linda joined in on the conversation. This was every fan's dream, especially mine, since I'd grown up worshipping the Beatles like many others.

As I savored both the concert and the dream, a line popped into my head: "Wings Over the Universe at the Speed of Light." I didn’t know why, but I loved how it sounded, and it played in my mind repeatedly.
Over the next few weeks, that concept took root in my head, and that's when I painted the album cover. As an artist, I had perfected my brushstrokes in gouache and often painted space and interstellar themes inspired by NASA and the unknown. I showed the painting to my friend Bill, a fellow artist, and told him about my dream. He was amused. As we talked more, I hired Bill to help me build a treasure chest and music box to encase the project. Bill, a skilled woodworker, helped bring the vision to life. It took months to refine the concept and make it impressive—after all, I needed to impress a Beatle!

Then, I set out to achieve the impossible, getting the finished product to Paul.

A Bit of History for Perspective
There was no internet, email, or cell phones in those days. We lived in the dark ages compared to now. Phones were wired and nailed to walls or desks, and TVs were bulky and overheated easily. On the bright side, first-class mail was only 13 cents, McDonald’s hamburgers cost 25 cents, and White Castles were just 10 cents.

I used every connection I had, but none panned out. As time passed, I became discouraged. The lack of real connections, leads, and progress weighed on me, and I feared rejection. There seemed to be no way to show Paul my work. So, I put the project aside and went on with my life. Although presenting the work to Paul seemed impossible, it became a great conversation piece, helping me in my career as an artist. As a young, hungry artist eager to create, I had nothing to lose and much to gain.

A Real Lead
Many years later, when I had found success in business and made new friends, I remained hopeful about meeting Sir Paul and presenting my long-waiting creation. A dear friend, a speechwriter for President Carter, arranged a meeting with Paul’s top man at MPL Communications Ltd., based in Soho, London.

I was over the moon. It was all I could talk about for days leading up to the trip. It felt like an American dream come true. Just a few years earlier, the idea of meeting a Beatle seemed as far-fetched as meeting Muhammad Ali, the greatest champion of all time (whom I did have the good fortune of meeting). I was about to go to London to meet a Beatle—pinch me!

Since my teenage years, I have been an avid Beatles fan. I had even made small cardboard cutouts of the four Beatles, which I proudly displayed in my room. Like many others, I had a Beatles haircut and tried to play bass guitar, much to my father’s objection.

An American Dream
With tickets in hand and my suitcase packed, I was ready to go to London on December 11, 1980, to meet one of the greatest musicians in the world.

Monday, December 8, 1980
I remember it like it was yesterday. I was watching Monday Night Football when a banner flashed across the screen: "Breaking News: John Lennon has been fatally shot outside his New York City apartment."

My stomach dropped. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I stared at the TV, waiting for the message to appear again. When it did, I read it over and over in shock. There was dead silence in the room. I looked at my brother, hoping he had seen it differently, but he was just as stunned.

John Lennon’s death was a sad day in history. He was the voice of peace and "live and let live" for our generation. A loving husband, father, friend, and a gifted musician, he stood for simple ideals of peace, love, and harmony for all. Learning later that his assassin was a deranged fan made the tragedy even more heartbreaking. Lennon was gunned down not for his anti-war stance or his Vietnam protests but for no reason at all. His loss devastated us all, including Paul.

The tragedy set the world back, and many projects, including concerts, were canceled or scaled down. The mood had changed. Although my meeting was rescheduled a few months later and the project was well-received, John's death was still fresh in everyone’s minds. It was a loss that changed our innocence and the world forever.

I am deeply grateful and honored for the time and generosity shown to me by Sir Paul, Linda McCartney, and their staff. They have inspired me to be who I am today. Paul's love for Linda and his family has also influenced my love and respect for my wife, Linda, and our family.

 

 

proofed-7/15/2021

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