I'll be honest, I'm not a die-hard Beatles fan. But over the years, I've found myself drawn to this iconic group: Paul McCartney's humanitarian spirit, the tragic loss of John Lennon, and especially my oldest sister Paulette, now deceased, who absolutely adored the Beatles in the 1960s. She had her own little collection of books, magazines, and Beatles artifacts. The whole family scratched their heads over that one! But Paulette had her own mind she was quick-witted, with a bubbly personality -- three things I always loved about her.
From the moment I entered the exhibit, I was overwhelmed by the sheer number of original photographs. I didn't quite know what to expect, but I knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see these images up close and personal.
I was especially drawn to the intimate, up-close shots of each member. And yes, I've always had a little crush on Ringo Starr (LOL) that nose he grew beautifully into and that earring! The photos of the band relaxing poolside in Miami were among my favorites: just four young men enjoying a fleeting moment on top of the world.
As I moved from photograph to photograph, I kept thinking about Paulette. As a young African American teenager growing up in Virginia during the 1960s, she loved the Beatles on her own terms and didn't care what anyone thought. She was beyond her years in the music she embraced. Can you imagine her singing at the top of her lungs to "I Want to Hold Your Hand"? That must have been a real treat for the entire family! My sister Vanessa shared that memory with me, I was too young to remember it myself but knowing how deeply Paulette loved them made this exhibit feel incredibly personal. She really was on to something timeless.
Living in New York City in my late 20s and early 30s also deepened my appreciation. I understood the city's energy, the culture, the music, and the creative pulse. No question, NYC is a whole vibe! I would walk past the infamous Dakota apartments, where John Lennon once lived, many times and would always pause, thinking, WOW, John Lennon lived right here. Standing before these photographs brought all of that rushing back to me.
The only downside was the congestion inside the gallery. The long lines to enter were unexpected, and timed entry might have made the experience more comfortable. Still, it was well worth it.
I visited during one of the final days before it closed on a Sunday afternoon, in my church dress (yes, I sure did!) and I'm so glad I went. I left with a renewed appreciation for this legendary band, young, vibrant, and living their best lives in a moment that would change music history forever.
If this exhibit ever comes to your city, don't hesitate. Just go. You'll love it. And as they say across the pond, cheers to you and yours. read more