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 The following is a brief synopsis of Paul McCartney’s performance of Sunday 8/10/14 at Dodger Stadium in Los Angeles, Ca. It’s written by Seth Swirsky, a singer songwriter who resides in Southern California. Seth is also the producer of the incredible film “Beatles Stories”! Here’s what Seth posted on his Facebook page: “tremendous Paul show. highlights: backstage before show hanging w/brian ray. seeing ringo and jeff lynne walk in. paul’s voice–as good as i can remember it, live (except for Wings Over America (1976) which i saw). being in centerfield of dodger stadium 15 rows from the stage –could really “feel” the concert. songs i particularly loved hearing: “and i love her”, “lovely rita” (loved it!), “paperback writer” (on the guitar he originally played it on), “back in the USSR” (completely rocked!) “here today” and “live and let die”. just a beautiful night, beautiful show — under a very full moon. thank you for letting me share it with you!10532861_10204509144353135_8681813122661251673_n

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Christine Devine, news anchor at Los Angeles’ Fox affiliate, KTTV, had this to say about her Dodger Stadium experience:

I saw Sir Paul play at Dodger Stadium. It was a night that almost didn’t happen and a night I’ll never forget. On Sunday night, the stadium was packed from top to bottom, from start to finish. Paul McCartney looked out in awe and said “I’m just gonna take a moment to drink it all in.” The Beatles played Chavez Ravine back in 1966. Sir Paul joked “and some of you were here.”

The beauty of the McCartney crowd was the fact you saw people of all ages. From little kids up late, closing the show. To seniors, some of whom struggled with the stadium steps. My guy, Sean, a bass player himself, gushed “these are songs that touch the world. It was the music of my life.” Tears rolled down Sean’s face on ‘Hey Jude’ and ‘Eleanor Rigby.’

Despite dating a musician for the past nine years, I’m not much of a concert goer. Add to that, a modest yet appropriate appreciation for the Beatles and their legacy. At the last minute, three hours before the show, Sean jumped on Stubhub and grabbed some tickets. “This may be your only chance to see a Beatle” he insisted. We hopped on his Harley, snaked through traffic, grabbed a Dodger Dog, and nestled into our stadium seats for a show that truly touched my soul.

Meanwhile, my news mind had me googling stuff throughout the concert. John Lennon. The murder of Lennon. Wings. Paul’s childhood. McCartney talked of how he wrote ‘Blackbird’ for those suffering during racial struggles in America’s south. He played a George Harrison song on a Ukelele. Black-and-white Beatlemania footage streamed showing the mop top Beatles boys running from screaming girls. One young woman and her mom walked away with a story of a lifetime. They held up signs asking for a McCartney tattoo. Later, Sir Paul brought them up on stage and he autographed mom’s arm.

My google search shows McCartney is 72-years old. It seems to me he’s found the fountain of youth. He looked and sounded fantastic. His vocals were strong. He showcased his multi-instrument talent. He and his band returned to the stage for encores not once, but twice.

Sean and I were amongst the last to leave. We soaked in every last moment watching the crew breakdown the stage. It was a magical moment in music. And to think, I almost voted to stay home and watch the Sunday night line-up on cable TV. I’ll so much more appreciation the next time Sean picks up the guitar and plays a Beatles tune.

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