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418 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 30, 2013
I decided to read When They Were Boys: The True Story of the Beatles’ Rise to the Top by Larry Kane after I came across a glowing review of it, but now after reading the book for myself I have to wonder what the reviewer was even thinking. Kane is a veteran journalist and news anchor who accompanied the Beatles across the US on their 1964 and 1965 tours and part of their 1966 tour. He was around for various publicity events and had interviews with the members of the Beatles after the breakup, yet did not speak to Paul or Ringo specifically in the creation of this book.
Kane as a journalist filled his book with quotations. He did interview the Beatles and as a reporter took notes, so I believe he actually had these conversations. What I found so unappealing was his annoying habit of inserting his name into the dialogue of his interview subjects. I bring this up first because it was so prevalent. The effect was that of a partial memory full of recreated and ungenuine quotations, where his beloved Beatle boys are all too happy to utter his name. “Well you know, Larry…” permeated the Beatles’ quoted speech. Instead of being just another interviewer hanging around a crowded backstage press room or tour bus, Kane came off as trying to ingratiate himself within the Fabs’ inner circle with this false level of intimacy bestowed upon him, by himself no doubt.
Of all the Beatles, Kane took an immediate liking to George, whom he found to be the least jaded and most spiritual member of the group. Even before George discovered Indian music, religion and meditation, he showed a side that valued spiritual enrichment over material success. Kane also liked John, who enjoyed teasing him and giving him a good ribbing, which was probably John’s way of letting off some of the pressure he felt by constantly being in the media spotlight. Kane had nothing positive to say about Paul, whom he portrayed as a media-wary control freak even from the earliest days of the Beatles, before Beatlemania even existed. He created a portrait of Paul, before he even turned twenty, of knowing about the Beatles’ destiny and wanting to wrest control of the group away from John.
For a journalist, Kane should have used a proofreader to check the spellings of names. I recorded multiple instances where he either got names wrong, or alternated between the correct and incorrect spellings. Klaus Voormann, whose surname I have reported in past reviews will go down in Beatles history as being misspelled more often than spelled correctly, was yet again N-amputated as Klaus Voorman. To get an idea of how many times authors have misspelled his name, use the Search option at my blog for the term Voorman. Seven books that I have reviewed have misspelled it, including one by legendary Beatles journalist and historian Bill Harry.
Kane alternates between Harry Nillson and Nilsson, Allan and Alan Caldwell, Strawberry Field and Fields when referring only to the orphanage, and misspells Lord Snowden.
The Beatles gave a concert that has gone down in history as the genesis of Beatlemania. The hysteria that ensued following the show at the Litherland Town Hall north of Liverpool spurred word-of-mouth raves. But when did this show take place? On facing pages (148 and 149) Kane tells of two different dates. When quoting Bob Wooler:
“In Who’s Who, the British edition, in McCartney’s entry, of all the bookings and appearances they made around the world, like Shea Stadium or the Cavern dates, it singles out as the most significant date that the Beatles performed the one I got them on Tuesday, the 27th of December, 1960.” (p. 148)
yet writes himself:
“The show happened December 26, 1960, Boxing Day, a secular holiday that occurs the day after Christmas (or the first or second weekday after Christmas).” (p. 149)
Kane restates the date of this concert as occurring on December 27, and so do my other sources. Thus I find it careless as well as humorous that the author went out of his way to explain Boxing Day to his readers, only to wind up with December 26 as the wrong date for this particular concert. While on the topic of “restating” things, Kane also reintroduced the people he wrote about again and again, reminding the reader who such-and-such a person was, in case we had forgotten what he had told us in the prior chapter.
In spite of the book’s title, Kane does write about Beatles history after their rise to the top, but the emphasis is on their evolution up to the British Invasion of the US. The Hamburg years were well documented, however the reminiscences of Horst Fascher, club manager and bouncer, seemed exaggerated and reinvented for the sake of history. Astrid Kirchherr, a photographer who befriended the Beatles from their earliest days in Hamburg, provided interviews. Kane portrayed her as a low-key intimate member of the Beatles’ inner circle, a reputation she maintained until her death in 2020. Kirchherr shared her stories about meeting the group and falling in love with Stu Sutcliffe. One can tell that her stories were genuine and not sensationalized or recreated through rear-view rose-coloured lenses. I took other reminiscences, by members of other Merseyside bands and minor personalities in the Beatles organization with a grain of salt.