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I have been reading and hearing about a new “Rock Standby” returning to the States, with new visions, new inspirations and a new appeal. So strong was the audience response, and so overwhelmed the group that they will get their just rewards here, cancelling their European sellout dates to spend three more weeks in the U.S.
Spencer Davis was telling me this, slumped in his chair in the hotel, as we listened to the new Beatles album. He registered every beat with his fingers, toes and eyes. When a note was groved or an exceptionally hard passage was laid down by the genius of Paul McCartney. . .he chuckled and came out with a hollow laughter, as he shook and rolled his frame. This was his registering of satisfaction as he meshed in with the surrounding.
He invited me to talk. I wanted a reply worth -something, so I stated flatly, “Most artists have said that the highlight on listening to the new Beatles album is reached on the first side with “My guitar gently Weeps.” (Iwent on, as Spencer Davis nodded and snapped his fingers to the music).“lots of critics have ignored music, but this one has been lost in the shuffle. . . except by musicians. What do you think of that?”
