Being situated on the western shore of San Francisco Bay, those who attended games at Candlestick Park were used to strong winds causing odd playing conditions.
At Candlestick on Monday 19th August 1966 a different chill wind was gathering: the realisation that the cult that had become know as Beatlemania was about to be played out. This was going to become the last full commercial concert by The Beatles. Ever. Period. I know: I missed it, too.
The lads were both at the top of their game and losing it rapidly. They’d been doing it for close to a decade. Played nearly one and a half thousand live shows. Answered millions of stupid journalist questions. Run from hotels to cars to concert stages. From stages to cars to planes to trains. Hidden in hotels for days on end.
The concert? Oh-the concert was a fantastic experience (how could it be anything else?) but an appalling performance: thirty-three minutes of: Rock And Roll Music, She's A Woman, If I Needed Someone, Day Tripper, Baby's In Black, I Feel Fine, Yesterday, I Wanna Be Your Man, Nowhere Man, Paperback Writer, and Long Tall Sally. Not that you could hear a note or a lyric. But you know that: it’s urban legend.
John was pissed off, Ringo was blasé, George needed a retreat. Paul knew there must be something better.
And there was. We hadn’t seen anything yet. The real legend was about to be built.
That's another reason we love The Beatles.