At the end of 1974, after three years of court battles and acrimony, the final dissolution of The Beatles was about to happen.
The
meeting was scheduled for December 19 at New York's Plaza Hotel -
ironically, this was the first place the group stayed in America in
1964.
George Harrison was in New York on his Dark Horse
tour. Paul and Linda McCartney came in, and of course John and I were
already in the city. Only Ringo was missing, but he had signed the
documents in England.
Julian was with us for the Christmas
holiday and all was calm, all was bright. John was even planning to
join George on stage during his concert at Madison Square Garden.
Gathered
around a huge table were George, his lawyer and business manager; the
McCartneys, with Paul's in-laws and lawyers; Ringo's lawyer and business
manager; Neil Aspinall, of Apple, with two sets of company lawyers (one
for America and one for Britain); and John's lawyer Harold Seider and
his team.
Harold told me that after a while, George said out loud what everyone was thinking: "Where's John?"
"Good question," replied Harold. Harold left the room to call John, who wouldn't come to the phone.
I
was with John and it was up to me to tell Harold he had decided not to
attend the meeting. Although John was concerned with shouldering a major
tax burden because he lived in the United States, I could sense there
was a bit more on his mind. His official reason for not showing was 'the
stars aren't right'.
George, already in a dour mood
because his tour was getting poor reviews, went ballistic. He started
yelling at Harold, as did all the other lawyers in the room.
Then
George picked up the phone and called John. I answered and asked if he
wanted John, but he barked, "No! Just tell him whatever his problem is, I
started this tour on my own and I'll end it on my own!" before slamming
down the receiver. John was listening over my shoulder.
George's
rage didn't last long. Julian went to George's concert the next day and
returned home with a message saying: "All's forgiven, George loves you
and he wants you to come to his party tonight."
We did go to the party at the Hippopotamus Club, where George, John, and Paul all hugged.
John,
Julian and I left New York the following day to spend Christmas in
Florida. On December 29, 1974, the voluminous documents were brought
down to John in Florida by one of Apple's lawyers.
"Take out your camera," he joked to me. Then he called Harold to go over some final points.
When
John hung up the phone, he looked wistfully out the window. I could
almost see him replaying the entire Beatles experience in his mind.
He
finally picked up his pen and, in the unlikely backdrop of the
Polynesian Village Hotel at Disney World, ended the greatest rock 'n'
roll band in history by simply scrawling John Lennon at the bottom of
the page.
° Text and Photographs May Pang 2008.
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