Derek Taylor was The Beatles’ press officer, close friend to all the group’s members, and a noted journalist and music publicist.
He was born in Liverpool on 7 May 1932. After leaving school he began working as a journalist for The Hoylake and West Kirby Advertiser before moving to the Liverpool Daily Post & Echo. He also wrote for the News Chronicle and the Sunday Dispatch.
In 1958 Taylor married Joan Doughty in Bebington, Wirral. In 1962 he became the theatre critic and columnist for the Daily Express’s northern edition, which was based in Manchester, and additionally contributed to the Sunday Express.
Taylor first met The Beatles after being sent to cover their concert at the Manchester Odeon on 30 May 1963. The Daily Express, then somewhat sniffy about young rock ‘n’ roll groups, expected him to produce a negative report; instead he was fulsome in his praise.
I was still only thirty, but sufficiently unaware of the ‘young’ world in mid-spring 1963 to have not heard of this rising phenomenon. I was working as a journalist for the Daily Express in Manchester and went to cover a one-night stand at the Odeon, starring The Beatles and Roy Orbison. I watched the show and when, two hours later, it was all over bar the screaming, I went to the telephone and dictated my review without a note, just as it came, and they printed it.I believed that in The Beatles the world had found the truest folk heroes of the century or, indeed, of any other time. From that day, 30th May 1963, I have never wavered in my certainty that they painted a new rainbow right across the world, with crocks of gold at each end and then some.
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Taylor swiftly became acquainted with The Beatles and their manager Brian Epstein. He continued to write about them in the Express, producing a number of exclusive stories and gaining their confidence.
With The Beatles’ profile in the ascendant, Taylor’s editors floated the idea of a column supposedly authored by a Beatle, to be ghostwritten by Taylor. George Harrison was chosen, and was initially given approval of Taylor’s copy. However, the first installment didn’t go quite as well as planned.
I was pleased when George’s Daily Express column fell to me, but I started on the wrong foot. I did a real ghosting job. George’s father was a bus driver, so I invented a conversation between his father and him in typical popular-newspaper style. It went like this: ‘So my dad said to me, “don’t worry about me, son, you stick to your guitar and I’ll carry on driving the big green jobs.”‘I went down to London to deliver George’s first column and I was asked by Brian, ‘Oh, would you read it out for the boys? I’d like them to hear it.’ So I had to take this column out of my pocket and, as if George had written it, I started reading it: ‘…stick to your guitar and I’ll carry on driving the big green jobs.’ And George said, ‘What are big green jobs?’ I said, ‘Um, buses – Liverpool buses.’ George said, ‘I didn’t know they were called “big green jobs”.’ John said, ‘I didn’t know they were, either.’ I said, ‘Well, I don’t know that they are.’ I had just made it up. Which, of course, is what happens on newspapers and that’s why all these things sound so phoney.
Anyway, the long and short of it was, after I’d passed the test by admitting that I’d made up ‘big green jobs’, George said, ‘I’ll help you write the column – we can do it together.’
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Subsequent articles were more of a collaboration between the two, with Harrison giving Taylor ideas, which were then written up for publication.
Although his work as a writer was respected by The Beatles, it took Derek Taylor some time to be accepted by the group. In January 1964, as The Beatles performed a series of concerts in Paris and prepared for their first trip to America, he finally made a breakthrough with John Lennon.
By Paris I was getting to be trusted, and one night John said to me, ‘Are you pretending to be from Liverpool or something?’ We were the last up and we’d had a few drinks and that’s how the conversation took this difficult turn. I said, ‘I don’t know about pretending, but anyway, I am from Liverpool.’ He said, ‘Yeah, born in Manchester.’ I said, ‘Well, that’s a narrow way of looking at it. At the moment I live in Manchester. A lot of people are not born where they happen to live later. I was born in Liverpool, lived in West Kirby, my wife’s from Birkenhead.’All this was local stuff, and it was surprisingly quick to get under that harsh exterior of John’s to find a nice chap with whom, once you had proven you weren’t from Manchester and therefore useless, you could have quite a pleasant conversation on a variety of subjects. None of which I remember, because we did get very drunk together. I enjoyed that night a lot, just him and me.
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Taylor’s relationships with the other Beatles were more straightforward. Although it took him longer to get to know Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr, he was increasingly trusted as a confidant and collaborator.
I was now accepted by John. George and I had got along very well right from the start. He never did that ‘you’re from Manchester’ stuff. He was anxious to please, and still is. If he is committed to something, he does it with enormous thoroughness. He has rather a ‘straight-ahead’ way. So my ‘in’ through George was very comfortable. I didn’t know Ringo at all then, and Paul stood back a bit – he was very nice though. We seemed to have a lot in common: Merseyside grammar school boys, different ages, but we sort of fitted.
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As The Beatles’ fame grew, Taylor was lured away from his journalism duties to join the group on a more permanent basis. It came about partly through the Daily Express’s unwillingness to allow him to report on the first US trip, and because Brian Epstein felt his organisation needed someone to handle the rising number of press requests.
It was obvious to me in Paris that they were going to be red hot. They’d reached number one in the [American] Cashbox chart with ‘I Want To Hold Your Hand’, and the mania was spreading ahead of them. I did George’s final-before-America column, a ‘tomorrow the world’ kind of thing: ‘Tonight we conquered Versailles, and by implication, all of France fell… How New York will view our visit, we can only guess!’But the Daily Express didn’t send me to America. They said, ‘We’ve got David English there, he’s the American correspondent.’ I thought, ‘He doesn’t know them, he doesn’t understand them, I’m the only one who understands them, I know these people.’ However, I was asked to help Brian Epstein with his book and we went down to Torquay for four days and wrote a pot-boiler – A Cellarful Of Noise. And he said on the third day, ‘I’ve had a lovely, lovely idea, Derek, I want you to join us.’
I thought this was incredible. I’d given up the idea of joining them for the time being, thinking, ‘If it happens, it happens.’ So after about fifteen years on newspapers I dropped out and joined The Beatles as Brian’s personal assistant, and eventually became The Beatles’ press assistant.
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During his time in LA, one of Derek Taylor’s clients in his public relations company was Mae West.
I wonder if Derek is still alive? I was one of four young men who broke into the Pigman Ranch compound on Sept 19, 1964 when the Beatles were staying there for a rest. My home was about 30 miles south in Hardy, Arkansas. We saw on TV early that morning that the four had landed at nearby Walunt Ridge and were headed to the ranch in Alton, Mo.
We drove up there and could not get in the main ranch gate, so we drove aroung the back of the ranch, where it was totally ungarded and crawled thru the cattle and over a hedge fence. There we jumped down close to a large swimming pool, were four or five men were setting in pool chairs. A large man, who apperared to be a guard came out of the fenced pool after us. Then one of the other men told him to stop and he would “take care” of the matter. It was John Lennon and he called us to come over to the pool. He was so nice to us and talked with great interest in who we were and etc. It was a wonderful evening that I will never forget. Only the few of us saw this happen.
I have read that Derek Taylor was with them on this trip. If so, I would like to contact him to see what his memory was of the event. I know those at the pool were Lennon, McCartney, and Ringo, because we coulde see them very well, although they never showed us any attention or spoke. Lennon told us one of them was the manager, and I assumed it was Epstein. He did tell us George was in the farmhouse, which was a couple hundred feet away.
Derek Taylor died in 1997, as it says at the end of this article.
There’s a page on 19 September 1964 here. If you’re able to, could you take a look at the map at the bottom of the page and let me know if the location is correct (and if not, where it should be)?
Thanks for sharing your memories of that day. You’re so lucky to have met John Lennon.
Jo, thanks for the reply. I have looked at this map quite extensively but can not get the detail to say for sure. Since 1964 a whole lot of the timber (oak) in the Ozarks has been cleared for pasture. This site does not look exactly right because, while it was off Highway 160, we had to drive on a gravel road for about 5 or six miles. We had just about given up, when we came upon several cars parked around the gate of a farm. Then we were sure we had the right place because there were about 15 or 20 kids milling around the gate but the guard would not let them in. I remember that from the gate a road went up a hill for about one-quarter mile to the house and compound. While we did not come in that way, we did leave from this road, so I am certain about that.
I visited with a life-long resident of Alton, about two years ago and we discussed the Pigman Ranch. Being a person interested and involved in politics, I was fasciated to learn that the Pigman Ranch was originally owned by a Medical Doctor, who had his practice in Kansas City, and he was a pilot and flew a small plane to KC to work every week. This Dr. whose’s name I can not remember, was a big player in the Old Pendergrass Democratic Party Political Machine from which our President Harry Truman came from.
I will look at some other maps, and If I can find a more accurate description, I will email to you.
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Great anecdote Ed!
That “large man” who chased you – I wonder if that was Mal Evans?
Wish it was me!… But then, I would have only been three years old! I’m not certain that I would have been able to hurdle the cows or scale the fence!… Lucky Sod!
Derek also wrote liner notes for Nilsson’s 1974 Pussy Cats album produced by John Lennon which included his witty remarks about the whirlwind team that was John and Harry. Also included were lots of instamatic camera shots of the people involved in the making of the album. I still have my copy.
In all the stories from “those days”, it seems as if no one came between the lads, even those who traveled with them for years, like Derek Taylor & Mal Evans, In the end, sadly, they seem to have been cast off like bothersome ex-employees. The final quote seems sad & angry at the same time.
Taylor was a main culprit in taking the Beatles for a ride, spending their money quite freely in the pre-Klien days of Apple. Why they continued to bring this leech back into the fold I’ll never understand.
Derek Taylor was not a leech – if he was squandering Apple’s financial resources in its formative days, I’m sure that Paul would’ve had him fired immediately.
The last cocktail party is a truly superb book though one which remains surpringly unknown even amongst Beatles fans. You HAVE to read it if you haven’t already. I got the feeling whilst reading that Richard Dillello was in fact Derek Taylor writing under a pseudonym . Could this be possible ?
I absolutely agree with eveything that you’ve said.
Just finished it….or should I say I’m finished with it. Practically unreadable: disjointed and often nonsensical. Full of supposed quotes, but you rarely know to whom they are attributed. I got fed up with it about a third of the way in and just skimmed over the rest. Then, off to the waste basket where it belongs.
Hi, No, Richard was an actual person. My family and I met him at Apple in the winter of 1968. We were some of the hangers-on who spent several weeks camped at the studio leading up to the Christmas party. We are written about in the Longest Cocktail Hour. See Emily and her family – not real names. We knew him as the Office Hippie. We also knew Derek Taylor.
Agree wholeheartedly of what a leech Taylor was as Press officer at Apple, thinking he could rip off the Beatles like he and others did, Klein especially. Emeraldeyes
I knew Derek Taylor as a very kind and generous man, certainly not someone of poor character. On the contrary, he held things together nicely in the press office and created wonderful promotional events, not just for the Beatles. He had me attend and help give a birthday party for Janis Joplin who was in London visiting. They had rented a lovely Indian restaurant with billowy paisley bedspreads on the ceiling & outrageously good curries! He sent me to a town hall to dance the Bunnyhop with Ringo and Marin in about 20 other people as the crowd witnessing the premiere of the plastic Ono Band! I rode around on an open top deck London bus with Arlo Guthrie after having been sent to buy him a Gibson hummingbird guitar for the occasion of the premiere of Alice’s Restaurant, the movie. And I flew to the Isle of Wight for Bob Dylan’s reemergence after his terrible motorcycle wreck. I sat on stage with Taj Mahal and other people from the press corps. Can you imagine the lovely memories I have of talking with Derek in the press room? I was only 22 years old. He made that time literally the time of my life! I was only 22 years old. He made 1969 literally the time of my life!
I strongly disagree with Mike P, Taylor was a businessman and very strategic in his decision makings, People are always quick to judge and forget there’s always three sides to a story
He was not a business man. He was a journalist / public relations man. If you’re going to add a third side to the story, at least get the facts straight.
And the fact support my statement. To what degree is up to the individual.
Taylor is in the bed in (Canada 1969) and as shown in the Imagine film asks Al Capp to ‘get out’ before John says ‘no we asked him here’, Taylor addresses Capp to say ‘forgive me’, and Capp gets him by answering ‘it’s not for me to forgive you Derek, it’s for your psychiatrist’.
He was obviously very close to John in 1969.
I laughed when reading in a late sixties music mag when Taylor probably honestly said he quit Apple as as had nothing to do. They had way too many free loaders and klein was probably right to fire them, though klein was guilty of so many other things.