A collection of Paul McCartney instruments, outfits, handwritten lyrics, unseen photos and tour memorabilia will be part of an exhibit at the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame this summer, billed as the first major museum show to feature McCartney and Wings.
“Paul McCartney and Wings” – made up of items from the musician’s personal archive as well as donations from band members and associates — will focus on the period between McCartney’s self-titled 1970 solo debut through the 1971 formation of Wings and the band’s subsequent breakup in 1981.
The exhibit opens May 15 at the Cleveland home of the Hall, where McCartney has been inducted twice – as a member of the Beatles in 1988 and as a solo artist in 1999. Tickets are on sale now.
The news of the exhibit comes at a time when all parts of McCartney’s career are being celebrated, including Sam Mendes’ upcoming biopics of the Fab Four and a new upcoming McCartney documentary, “Man on the Run,” on Amazon Prime Video.
In recent years, McCartney has offered glimpses of his career and life in such things as images he took during Beatlemania – “Photographs 1963–64: Eyes of the Storm” – and the books “Wings: The Story of the Band on the Run Book” and “The Lyrics.”
Lyrics
Stuck inside these four walls
Sent inside for ever
Never seeing no one, nice again,
Like you, mama
You, mama… you…
If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away.
To a registered charity
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get out of here
(If I ever get out of here)
Well the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun
And the first one said to the second one there
I hope you’re having fun.
Band on the run; band on the run
And the jailer man, and sailor Sam,
Were searching everyone
For the Band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run.
Well, the undertaker drew a heavy sigh
Seeing no one else had come
And the bell was ringing in the village square
For the rabbits on the run,
Band on the run; band on the run
And the jailer man, and sailor Sam,
Were searching everyone
For the Band on the run, band on the run.
Yeah the Band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run.
Well the night was falling
As the desert world began to settle down
In the town they’re searching for us everywhere
But we never will be found
Band on the run; band on the run
And the county judge, who held a grudge
Will search for ever more.
For the Band on the run, band on the run, band on the run, band on the run.
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