The Beatles Wearing Their Bodyguards' Metropolitan Security Services Caps In Australia | June 1964

The Beatles wearing their bodyguards' Metropolitan Security Services caps in Australia | June 1964

"I spent six weeks with them during their tour in 1964. They were naive young men who needed good bapping. John was a fucking idiot who didn't care about his safety at all, and the band was just crazy. I gave them a lecture on what's good and bad. I told them that they shouldn't run after pretty fans if they didn't want to run into trouble. I told them you couldn't live like that. But they didn't listen. They continued to let sexy birds in, and even allowed one guy who climbed them on the wall of the hotel to get into the room in Sydney. It was a nightmare for the security service. When they left Australia, they gave me two photos and wrote a letter signed by all the members of the group: 'Thank you to the man who allowed beautiful birds and the best boomerangs to fly into the suite.'"~ Devon Minchin, Metropolitan Security Services

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George Harrison and Gerhard Berger at the German Grand Prix on July 31st, 1994

photo by Roman Zach-Kiesling

"[We] were in the kitchen, preparing Bengal noodles, and George stated that whoever was cooking was not really the real George. That’s why he has no problems with his identity as Beatle. He says, ‘Everyone says I’m a Beatle, but that was just a fantasy I used at the time. People keep seeing those fantasies, so they think this is George. But, in fact, I’m a completely different person.’ [...] To relax mentally, he meditates for three to four hours a day. He managed to explain in the language we master. Our consciousness has 3 stages: awake, sleeping and dreaming. But to fully relax, one needs some time in neutral, and that is meditation. I can spend hours listening to George talk, his voice would be enough. He speaks the most beautiful English I have ever heard - the word of a charming musician, who lets the syllables slide in all their nuances, giving them a certain melody. Sometimes he takes the Hawaiian or electric guitar off the wall and sings a few verses, including (to my delight) Old Buddha’s Gong, with which Hoagy Carmichael serenaded Bach. And the most beautiful song of the Beatles (unfortunately it’s not his, it’s John’s) - Norwegian Wood - is not it heart breaking? … so I lit a fire isn’t good Norwegian Wood? No microphones or recordings, just for me. [...] Very carefully, George tries to promote the Indian philosophy. He likes me and wanted to do something good for my soul. Going to a pub with George Harrison can be a bit painful, especially Japanese tourists almost faint when they see him, but before they lose consciousness, they run to take a picture with him. In fact, he is very patient with them, at least for some time. George has no tolerance for background music in restaurants or bars. He says he cannot stand bad music, that it represents almost a physical attack on him, it hurts in his bones. 'It ruins my nervous system.’" — Gerhard Berger, translated from Zielgerade (1997) (via @harrisonarchive)

George Harrison at the Beatles’ press conference in Sydney airport, 11th June 1964

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