The Beatles. Gods to IndiaKen at the age of 17. My girlfriend at the time was the editor of a high school supplement in a Toronto daily newspaper. One day, after school, she asked if I would like to see the Beatles perform at Maple Leaf Gardens. Would I? Not only that, she had tickets to their press conference in the Hot Stove Lounge at the Gardens. Just a large room. I was so traumatized that all I can remember is the Fab Four walking in and sitting down. Nothing more.
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