When I went to the Paul press conference in 1990 during his Flowers In The Dirt support tour, the photogs took pictures outside the tent we were in.  We were told there would be no pictures allowed in the tent which sucked.  After the conference Paul left and I suddenly realized two things: 1.) I can take a picture now, so I did.  Of the empty podium.  Thrillsville.  At least one can see how close I sat to Macca, since I shot it from my seat.  And 2.), I realized I wanted that poster behind the podium.  So I took it, and it is still on the wall.  (BTW it looked like a clearance sale with reporters rifling the place for souveniers as I was).  Anyway, for those who may be interested, this is the empty conference tent.

How'd he look? And did you get to ask him a question?? Lucky!

I spent a weekend trying to come up with THE perfect question.  I asked other Beatle fans.  I wanted something he didn't usually get asked, something that showed I possessed a deep knowledge of his work and life, something illuminating, yet funny and human.

Bollocks.  I couldn't come up with a single one.  SO i just sat, drank the free Heinekins and watched him work it.  It was fun.

Very cool Chuck. I'm envious of the poster though.

It's been in my daughter's room for over a decade (she was a big Paul fan since she was 4...she's almost 22 now).  It's just a cheap promo poster (it has all of his albums thumbnailed on the bottom, even the Columbia ones which must have reverted back to Capitol).  On that styroform board stuff.  A little string.  Looks cool but is really pretty insubstantial.

I should have grabbed Macca instead.

Quoted from misterchaz, posted September 6, 2004, 3:53pm at here

I should have grabbed Macca instead.

That's what I would have done, except, I was very young at the time so I wouldn't have known what to do with him.

Quoted from Mairi, posted September 6, 2004, 6:36pm at here

That's what I would have done, except, I was very young at the time so I wouldn't have known what to do with him.

Neither would I!!!!!!!!!

Charlie, you're lucky! Did you get to talk to him at all?

Oh and... did you just grab the poster and run? :p

Everyone was grabbing stuff off the walls as we shuffled out.  In my haste to get the poster, I failed to realize that Paul had STOPPED and was in fact signing autographs and shaking hands!

ARG!

I rushed towards where he was but he was hustled out by his guys before I could even get close.  ARGGGH!

Yeah, lucky. 

Uh, btw: No, I didn't talk to him.  I had nothing in my head to ask or say.  I did however bask in his close presence and just...groove.

It was funny.  I expected this religious experience waiting for his arrival.  PAUL McCARTNEY!
When he sauntered in with that crooked grin it was ok, it was just Paul.  Y'know?  After 4 decades of absorbing his image and music and life he is as familiar to me as my mother.  So it was about as religious as seeing my mother.  LOL

It was great, don't get me wrong.  I was in awe.  But not in the same way I thought I would be.e