In June, I graduated from high school, and in September I would start my freshman year at Caltech. In August, The Beatles released their second movie, ‘Help!’, which at the time was a pretty big deal.
One evening that August, my high school sweetheart David and I had a date to see ‘Help!’ in downtown Brooklyn. David came to my house to pick me up, we were holding hands walking down Pierrepont street in Brooklyn Heights, to David’s car. Walking towards us was Denise "The Grease's" older brother, Vincenzo, whose nickname was, Vinny "The One". He was wearing a dark "sharkskin" suit, and looked as dapper as Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra rolled into one.
I introduced David to Vinny, who looked David up and down, sizing him up, and said to me, "Excuse us for a minute, Babs, I need to talk to David in private". Vinny then put his arm around David’s neck and walked him a few yards away from where I was standing. I tried to hear what was being said to no avail. Vinny walked David back to me, and said to me, "Enjoy the flick, Babs" and gave David a playful punch on his arm and then said, "Davey boy and I are gonna be good friends, right Davey?" David, who looked as white as a ghost, his hands shaking, gave a nervous laugh and shook his head in agreement. This upset me, and I said to Vinny, "What did you say to him? He’s a really nice guy!" Vinny held up both his hands, as if I was pointing a gun at him, and said, "Whoa Babs, I told him where it’s at, that’s all!" and then put a five dollar bill in my hand. As he walked away, he mumbled "Fuckin' A" to himself. I tried to hold David’s hand, but he wouldn’t let me. What also upset me was that I planned on sneaking David into my parent's basement later that evening, and it didn’t seem like that was going to happen.
When we got in David’s car, I asked him, "What did Vinny say to you?". David told me, "He said, if I touch one hair on your head, both my arms will be broken, but he wouldn’t do it, so I’d never know when or when it was coming." and then David said, "He's got a pistol under his suit jacket, and made sure I saw it!" His eyes welled up, and said, "I think, I should just go home." I told David that Vinny thought he was doing the right thing, meant well, and I assured him nothing bad was going to happen. After a few minutes, David calmed down, and we went to see 'Help!'
After the movie, we went for a bite to eat, and I told David how Vinny looked out for me and his sister, Denise "The Grease", who David knew. And also how whenever I saw Vinny he’d give me a five dollar bill (Based on 3.93% average inflation from 1965 to 2025, $5.00 in 1965 has the buying power $50.58 in 2025), and once when "The Grease" and I were going to by records, he gave us ten dollars each. I left out that "The Grease" and Vinny's father was a Cosa Nostra Caporegime, so he wouldn’t stroke out right there in the restaurant.
In a few weeks, David and I were both leaving Brooklyn to further our education; I was going to Pasadena CA, and David was headed to New Haven CT. That was our last date, I did, however, sneak David into the basement for our last tango on Pierrepont Street.
In a few weeks, David and I were both leaving Brooklyn to further our education; I was going to Pasadena CA, and David was headed to New Haven CT. That was our last date, I did, however, sneak David into the basement for our last tango on Pierrepont Street.
David went on to take over his family’s textile business in Manhattan’s Garment District, and is now retired, living in Boca Raton, Florida.
In his late twenties, Vinny "The One" took the Omertà oath of silence, was "made", given a "crew', and then spent the majority of his life in and out of incarceration.
This past summer, "The Grease" had a cook out in her backyard out on Long Island. When I arrived sitting at the picnic table was Vinny now in his mid-eighties, and recently paroled. He looked totally haggard, walked slightly off kilter, and no longer "The One". He was however still cocky as all hell. After a small seven-course Italian-American meal, we did shots of grappa, and reminisced about a Brooklyn that no longer exists.
Today's freeloads are:
This past summer, "The Grease" had a cook out in her backyard out on Long Island. When I arrived sitting at the picnic table was Vinny now in his mid-eighties, and recently paroled. He looked totally haggard, walked slightly off kilter, and no longer "The One". He was however still cocky as all hell. After a small seven-course Italian-American meal, we did shots of grappa, and reminisced about a Brooklyn that no longer exists.
Today's freeloads are:
This version was taken from The Beatles USB Stick, with 24 bit/44.1 kbps audio.
The Beatles USB Stick, was released in December 2009 as a limited edition of 30,000 units. Pictured above, it's a small metal Apple that contains a USB drive with all 13 of the band’s studio albums in stereo in both 24 bit 44.1 kbps FLAC format and 320 kbps MP3, plus all the 'Past Masters' songs. It also includes the 13 album mini-documentaries which came with the remastered CDs, and the complete digital booklet artwork.
The Beatles USB Stick, was released in December 2009 as a limited edition of 30,000 units. Pictured above, it's a small metal Apple that contains a USB drive with all 13 of the band’s studio albums in stereo in both 24 bit 44.1 kbps FLAC format and 320 kbps MP3, plus all the 'Past Masters' songs. It also includes the 13 album mini-documentaries which came with the remastered CDs, and the complete digital booklet artwork.
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The Beatles - 'Help! - Deluxe Edition' is a 3CD collection from Purple Chick. This collection has stereo and mono versions of the album, plus outtakes, movie and alternate mixes, and acetates. Overall, the audio is excellent.
This is Pop Music of a very high order.
For the freeload, what are your thoughts on the movie 'Help!'? Have you seen it with 21st century eyes?



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Great songs. Very funny - especially Ringo, who has great comedic chops. However, the movie is quite racist and denigrating to Asian culture & religions. John Lennon in particular utters some cringy racial comments.
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Haven't watched "Help!" in a long time, but recently saw "Murder By Death" again (with 21st century eyes). The Chinese detective caricature of Peter Sellers is truly awful. Awful on a "Love Guru" level.
DeleteIt is still not as cringe inducing as Mickey Rooney in Breakfast at Tiffany's.
DeleteYes, Mickey Rooney performance in Breakfast at Tiffany’s is just jaw-dropping, disgusting racism. He ruined an otherwise good movie and made it unwatchable.
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Both 'Help!' and 'Breakfast at Tiffany’s' are very much of their time.
DeleteSentiments mirror Gbrand, except that in Lennon's defense, any anti-Asian bias he may have had then, appears to have mitigated as he got older. We watched it around Jan 1 and still loved it.
ReplyDeleteI really liked your background story to this. I've had some "run ins" with the mob, both due to a girlfriend, and in my lawyer life. Didn't want to hijack the thread with them, but maybe you could make it a reader comment request on a future post.
pmac - If you want to do a guest post, with maybe a musical, I'd be honored.
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Haven't watched it in about 40 years. Viewed through the filter of memory, it's easy to see how the Monkees were spawned. The best parody of it, though, is during Cate Blanchett's segment in the Bob Dylan pseudo-biopic "I'm Not There."
ReplyDeleteHappened to catch a bit of A Hard Days Night on cable yesterday. Gawd, they were young! I'll have to pull out my Help! DVD & check it out again. I remember the soundtrack was pretty good...
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iPZY6ZvadkI
ReplyDeleteIt's in colour! Very funny. Dick Lester & the Fabs were yet again, another charmed combination. Great soundtrack.
ReplyDeleteI wasn't a Beatles fan in the beginning (as my older sister was) consequently missing A Hard Days Night. I caught Help on Saturday Night at the Movies and thought it was pretty grand. Now, I fondly recall it as my introduction to the joys of Leo McKern and Roy Kinnear who, along with Victor Spinetti, steal the show. "With a ring like that I could, dare I say it, rule the world."
ReplyDeleteBabs, I've loved the movie since the day I saw it in Livingston NJ in 1965. I loved the soundtrack (the songs, anyway), I loved the settings, the colors, the performances, Roy Kinnear, Victor Spinetti, Leo McKern, Eleanor Bron (who I used to see bicycling down Tottenham Court Road towards the Saturday market in Soho), the witty little skits and the skitty little wits, the whole damn world of the Beatles as 4 x Bonds.
ReplyDeleteLennon in his sunken bedroom singing "Hide Your Love Away", Ticket To Ride on skis, Beethoven's Ninth for the tiger, and FIGARO at the end. Fantastic and silly as hell. And now?
I still freakin love every minute of it.
Summer 1965, backseat of a station wagon, drive-in theatre in Winnipeg, and for the life of me can't remember what the other half of the double feature was. Somewhere in there went downtown to an "actual" theatre to see Having A Wild Weekend, which in retrospect didn't measure up to the standard of the film in question. I did see Help again in the 80s, I believe, and enjoyed it just as much if not more than my 11 year old self did back in the day. I'll have to see it again to check my memory glands.
ReplyDeleteThe film was and still is terrific. Still mostly works for me with 21st century eyes.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in north Jersey and have a few similar stores as yours. In each story one of two lines always appeared " I manage buildings" or " waste management"
Haven't seen it in a while but I remember it was supposed to be a James Bond spoof? Always loved the scene where they enter four separate terrace houses but inside it's one giant room. Anyway the music certainly holds up and bridges the early 'mop-top' era with the more sophisticated material to come. (Great background story too!)
ReplyDeleteI don't think that it's aged as well as A Hard Day's Night. Of course, the music is as great as it was back in the day.
ReplyDeleteWhat Are 21st Century Eyes?
ReplyDeleteAre they contagious?
Can you catch them from this blog?
If so should the health Inspectors be called?
Even though I have a copy on DVD its been years since I watched it (I must give it a spin though). I'll get my coat....
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Damn, I know I bought it, but can't Find the DVD. We have gremlins that borrow & sometimes return items...It'll maybe turn up in in the laundry room...Que The Twilight Zone Theme...
ReplyDeleteBabs, I think I've said this before, but I believe it's worth repeating. While I certainly enjoy the musical gems you share with us, what I REALLY LOVE about your blogs are the stories, thanks for sharing them! BTW, have you considered to write them a bunch of them? I won't go as far as your "Memories" but I think stories like this deserve to be printed... All the best!
ReplyDeleteAnd my apologies for the obvious spelling/grammar mistakes, english is not by a chance my mother tongue...
DeleteThanks for another great story; I always enjoy these!
ReplyDeleteI was ten when Help! came out and I'm pretty sure I saw it in a movie theater...but the memory has been lost as to who took me. There's no way my parents took us...my mom, in particular, LOATHED the Beatles, I mean just hated everything about them. While I wouldn't start growing my hair out for another couple of years, she probably sensed the culture was shifting and I might be pulled in a direction of which she disapproved.
ReplyDeleteMom's 101 now and a few years back said while a Beatles CD was playing, "I don't really know why I disliked them so much."
I had a distinct memory of the scene where the Beatles are playing while bombs n' tanks are rolling...but who I went with to the theater is lost.