I realized I had a bunch of old photo posts that I never actually posted, so they’re being turned into #throwbackthursday posts. 

This is from 2013 when Paul McCartney played a surprise mini-concert in Times Square. It was pretty awesome. Working in midtown kind of sucks, but this was one of the perks: being close to the action. 


One of the reasons I love living in New York City is that you never know what’s going to happen that day. You could hear about Paul McCartney playing a surprise, free concert in Times Square at 1pm a half-hour before but by the time you make it to your car in the suburbs, it’s over. 

I was busy doing work when an email from a coworker popped up in my inbox with a link to an article about the surprise concert and the note, “I know you like The Beatles. This is happening. In 40 minutes.” I threw on my jacket and walked two avenues west to find people gathering in front of a flatbed truck on 46th and Broadway. There were maybe 50 people milling around but by 1pm, the crowd grew to what you see pictured.

Around 1:15, they opened the side of the truck and Sir Paul and his musicians came out. He played five songs off his new album and that was that. 

So, the suburbs can keep their McMansions and cheap cost of living. I’ll choose a free Paul McCartney concert any day. 

This is the playlist that I’ve been rocking out to lately. It’s inspired by (and mostly copied from) the 90’s playlist that my colleague and I rock out to on Spotify in the office. I think a majority of these songs are from the 90’s (admittedly: I alway skip past No Scrubs). They’re all from 10+ years ago at least. Which is nuts. And can we talk about The Offspring for a second? I loved them in junior high. Dexter is like 40 now. Oy. 

I love each and every one of these songs. There are few songs from the last ten years (save for almost anything Green Day has done) that I like as much. Why was music so much better in the 90’s? Now all we get are the All American Rejects, Nickleback, and Justin Bieber.

Well, I guess we can always rest soundly that Paul McCartney is still alive. There’s always that.

Happy Birthday, Paul.

If it weren’t for a musicians status update on my Facebook this morning, I probably wouldn’t have remembered it was Paul McCartney’s 69th birthday today.  But I did and I ended up wandering down to Strawberry Fields twice, once before my guitar lesson and once after.  The Mayor [of Strawberry Fields] was giving a quick lecture on the history of Strawberry Fields to a group of tourists my first walk-thru.  It was really interesting to listen to (Yoko sold 4-6ksq feet of her apartment(s) in the Dakota recently!).  It hadn’t even crossed my mind that Strawberry Fields would be busy for McCartney’s birthday.  I usually only go for anniversaries relating to John Lennon.

I saw McCartney in concert at Citifield in 2009, and next month will mark my second concert of his, this time at Yankee Stadium.  I bought tickets last week for my dad for Father’s Day and they’re pretty good seats (Section 210 – for those of you who know Yankee Stadium).  Admittedly I was a John Lennon fan before I was a Beatles fan but I grew up listening [against my will] to the Beatles, thanks to my parents, but now I’m equally a fan of both (my favorite Beatle will always be John Lennon though).

Musicians were plentiful as is usually the case on any important date in Strawberry Fields.  The stuffed version of Lennon himself even came out for the occasion.  

Happy Birthday, Sir Paul.  See you next month.